A gift? I looked at this bamboo knife. Although the workmanship is not rough, it is definitely not related to the exquisiteness. However, it is quite memorable in any case...

Because no matter what, receiving the gift is quite a pleasure. Especially the gift contains the other person's gratitude, and that feeling really goes beyond the gift itself, and even I am quite satisfied with it.

"Don't, don't get me wrong!" Sister Hubby looked arrogant like a textbook, "I didn't go to play this kind of game specifically to give you a gift! Look! That tullust bear is a gift to Miss Dysimgi! You both have it!"

She pointed hard at the doll that Sister Habi was holding, emphasizing an optional fact.

Therefore, Long Shencheng nodded with his textbook-like dullness and perfunctory manner.

...Huh, I always feel that a mystery just now revealed a terrible fact. Is it my illusion?

As he was puzzled, he suddenly heard the screams coming from beside him - Nimfu, holding apple candy and fireworks, approached Astraya with a wicked smile. Taking advantage of the latter's temptation to be drooled by apple candy, he suddenly stuffed the burning fireworks into the mouth of the foodie angel. Then, the artificial angel's ears magnificently sprayed fireworks.

The prank successfully Nimfu covered her stomach and burst into laughter.

Although I thought this kind of thing seemed dangerous, everyone laughed happily when they looked at Astria. Even I just replaced the good wine collected by Gintoki for formaldehyde in my ignorant childhood. I have never done this dangerous bad behavior before - so I also thought it was very interesting. After all, the scene of a sloppy uncle who was so addicted to alcohol was far less exciting than that of ** angels spraying fireworks with their ears!

...When I think about it this way, I still miss the things that happened at that time. At that time, Gintoki Sakata could not be called an uncle. He was just an old unmarried young teacher, but he had signs of drunkenness and waste. At that time, for some reasons, my father asked him to take care of me for a while. Now, thinking about it, I can grow into an aggressive man and impose unhesitant inspirational punishment on decadent party members. It is really thanks to Gintoki... After all, when I asked myself, "Will I become a waste of Gintoki in the future?", my young heart was extremely firmly denying it.

And at that time, I first met the two rituals that were young and even wearing diapers, and Dante, who was also young, and many things happened, and now they have fermented into interesting and valuable memories.

Humph, I haven't seen each other for a long time, and I actually miss them a little.

After looking at my inner thoughts a little, I pushed my glasses, and the afterglow of my glasses swept a silvery look.

Hey... I was a little stunned.

"What's wrong?" Sister Hubi asked when she noticed my surprise.

"No...uh..." I was about to explain that I was wrong, but there was indeed a silver color in my sight. At the same time, a strong sense of wastefulness came towards me, "Don't talk, quietly avoid it..."

But it was too late: "Wait! Where is my wallet going?"

The natural curly aunt wearing a blue bathrobe squirted and hugged her up with a smell of alcohol.

——Even if there is no natural rolled uncle named Sakata Gintoki in this world, there is still a natural rolled aunt who is even better than that.

"Auntie, you will bother me. The setting of "will randomly chatting with male students on the street after getting drunk" is too forced for people like you. Sure enough, adults like you will have a bad demonstration and influence on all mankind. Let's call Santuchuan first..." I pushed her head away, "But before sending you to another world, take a picture of the ugly appearance of a bad teacher drinking and causing trouble, post it around on campus, and spread it on the Internet, so that your stigma after death will always wander around the world."

"Hey? Teacher Sakata, I don't remember teaching you to be such a bad boy..." Sakata Yinling said nonsense, "Learn to learn more about Ochiyo. When that little girl encounters such a thing, she first pays me the wine as a junior, and then takes me home and settles me well. In the next day, she will file a complaint to the teacher supervision association as a student president and ask the school to deal with me... Public is public, private is private, how can she be as rough as a boy? Teacher Sakata can't stand the intense things!"

Therefore, rules and regulations cannot stop these very shameless bitches.

I pushed my glasses and said in a deep voice: "Even so, if you die by this method of death and you will be widely circulated after death, your negative reputation will still increase significantly. In this case, if one day the magicians are bored and have another Holy Grail war, maybe the teacher will appear as a heroic spirit who bears all the evils and pollute the Holy Grail! And as a heroic spirit, you will probably drink the infinite bar due to the generosity of the Lord."

"Is there such a good thing really like this?" Sakata Yinrei was probably drunk at this time and was in a state of being drowsy and unable to tell anything. Hearing this, he waved his hand fiercely, "Just give me wine... enough wine that makes me drunk at once, it doesn't matter what you want to do!"

——So, in terms of unconformity, the female version seems to be a little worse.

"No matter what happened, why are you here?" I said curiously.

"Of course, I'm here to support you... Although the school remains neutral, but the legs are on us, how can you let this kind of thing be carried by yourself?" Sakata Ginrei said drunk, "As a result, you are really capable. When we walked halfway, you got you to raid the headquarters of the Soul Exorcist Team and reversed the unfavorable situation in one breath... After hearing this news, everyone else went back. I want to repay my kindness to see if I can cheat some good things from you, and just come alone."

Although he did not hide his despicable thoughts, it turns out... this guy is still worried, so he came to take a look.

Only this is a valuable quality shared with Sakata Gintoki in that world.

"Although you did a good job, you didn't hurt someone, and you gave everyone a happy ending... But it was indeed a boy, with a strange reserve and demanding face. Learn more about Yu Chiyo!" She tightened her arms, hugged my neck, and laughed, "Rely on the people around you, you are not an outsider..."

I turned my head and looked at the drunkard female drunkard.

Sakata Gintoki was famous for his Shiraisha when he was a teenager. He was a complete lone hero and a rogue personal hero. Although he is now at the age of an uncle, he still has no sense of collective consciousness. He will always quietly get everything done, and then drag his body with a stinky skin that is almost broken and digging his nostrils and say that you are coming too slowly - and what is the difference between Sakata Ginrei who came to Kommecho alone and that dead fish eye?

But it was such a waste of natural roll, and everyone considered it to be a partner worthy of entrusting life.

I whispered: "I am still used to being the one to be relied on."

Just like you.

Just like you guys.
Chapter completed!