Maybe a Fake Gintama

Maybe a Fake Gintama Chapter 393 When Making a Plan, You Must Also Take Into Account the Character's Disposition!

Although he said so, and the expression on his face was exaggerated and angry enough, there was a smile in Kawaki's eyes that flashed with coldness but disappeared in a flash.

'Are you satisfied?' Kawaki looked at the evil smile on Gintoki and Toshiro's faces and thought to himself, 'Do you feel satisfied just because you deliberately angered me and led me by the nose? You two idiots have completely fallen into my trap! It's my turn now... Let me show you...'

"Ah, don't~" Gintoki said bashfully, "I don't want to leave so early. I want to follow Producer Kawamakura for the rest of my life~"

"Me too~" Toshiro imitated Gintoki.

"But I really don't want to see the two of you anymore..." Kawaki held his forehead with a depressed look on his face, "Go back. From now on, don't ever come out of my office..."

"No! Producer Kawamakura hasn't guided me yet!" Gintoki put his index finger on his lips and said pretentiously.

"I also want to be guided by Producer Kawamakura!" Toshiro agreed.

"No, I don't have much interest now." Kawaki squatted in the corner, hugged his legs, and lowered his head.

Seeing Kawaki like this, Gintoki and Toshiro looked at each other and raised the corners of their mouths at the same time.

Toshiro, 'Success! The plot can no longer go on at this point!'

Gintoki, 'If this is the case... this guy will definitely be eliminated!'

Toshiro, 'But I feel that it's too simple. This guy shouldn't give up so easily, right?'

Gintoki, 'Don't worry! In short, the two of us just have to stay in this room! This guy can't do anything! Just stall for time!'

Toshiro, 'Okay! I got it!'

"That, the guidance I just mentioned..." Gintoki looked at Kawaki again and said, "I want to learn from Producer Kawamakura~ I want to... learn everything from him~"

"Me too~" Toshiro nodded and agreed.

"Eh? Really? Do you really want to learn so much?" Kawaki whispered without raising his head.

"Yes, yes!" Gintoki and Toshiro nodded at the same time.

"Then come on," Kawaki slowly raised his head with a half-smile. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes flashed with a cold light, "Are you ready?"

'That gaze...! That expression...!' Toshiro sensed that something was wrong, 'Not giving up yet! This person has not given up yet!'

'No... Don't panic!' Gintoki glanced at Toshiro, 'We just need to stall time here. We don't have to worry about anything else! Just continue according to our character settings!'

"That," Kawaki stood up, raised his fist to his mouth, and cleared his throat. He made a sincere expression and said, "First, let's start with your personalities, hobbies, and other aspects. Let the audience and fans understand what you are doing. For idols, this is a very, very important thing. It can effectively shorten the distance between you and your fans. Do you understand? Also, you should..."

Listening to Kawaki's chatter, Gintoki glanced at Toshiro with some doubt, 'Hey! Why did it suddenly become serious? Why did it completely turn into an ordinary producer teaching idols in an ordinary way?"

'Did he give up?' Toshiro returned a look, 'Because there is no hope of success, he can only give up. It should be like this, right?'

"...so, do you understand?" Kawaki stopped and looked at the two of them with a face full of sincerity, "You have to take out that kind of energy that is willing to pay any price to become famous. You have to have the awareness to throw your life away. Do you understand?"

"Yes, we understand, we understand." Gintoki and Toshiro nodded like chickens pecking rice.

"That's great. I thought I would need a lot of time to explain it to you..." Only then did Kawaki heave a sigh of relief. He then raised his index finger and continued with a smile on his face, "Then let's do a little practice for next week's prank variety show. After all, you two have already agreed."

"Prank variety show?" Gintoki and Toshiro were puzzled.

"That's right, that's right. A prank variety show can very well close the distance between you and your fans..." As he spoke, Kawaki had already arrived behind Gintoki. He held up a beer bottle that he had found somewhere and said, "Are you ready?"

"That... that, I want to ask, what is that in your hand?" Gintoki asked in a low voice, his face covered in sweat.

"Don't worry, it's just a prop." Kawaki narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "It's just a prop in the most common prank variety show. Next, I will knock it on your head gently, and you must make a surprised action and expression! Do you understand?"

"No... that..."

Gintoki was about to refuse, but Kawaki had already waved the beer bottle at the back of Gintoki's head without hesitation...

"AH!" Gintoki screamed, spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew out of the office window like a cannonball...

"Bang!" The glass was smashed through, and Gintoki fell directly from the window... A few seconds later, there was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground and the alarm of the car that was smashed...

Looking at the intact beer bottle in Kawaki's hand and the refreshing smile on his face, Toshiro's face was completely black. His mouth was half open, and he could not react for a long time...

"It seems that it is still far from enough." Kawaki shook his head and sighed, "Paako is still far from enough... In the future, I have to train her more. How can she not even break this simple steel beer bottle?"

'How can a human's head break that kind of thing?!' Toshiro crazily complained in his mind, 'Collided with that kind of thing. The one that would break should be the human's head, right? By the way, is there really such a prank variety show?! That's too dangerous!'

'It's a prank variety show that will send you to hell, scum.' Kawaki raised his head and glanced at Toshiro without any expression. Then, he smiled again and said, "Next, it's Toshiko's turn~ Are you ready?"

"Wait... wait!" Toshiro hurriedly raised his hand to stop him.

"Don't worry," Kawaki said with a smile. Then, he threw the beer bottle in his hand to the side, "You are different from Paako. Paaka's prank is a beer bottle. Your prank is just a simple waking up."

"Waking up?" Toshiro twitched the corner of his mouth and asked. At the same time, he thought to himself, 'Who would believe it! How could it be just waking up!'

"Don't you know?" Kawaki was puzzled, and then began to explain, "It's one of those scenes where the cameraman walks in while you're sleeping and you're taken aback."

"Is... is that so?" Toshiro's face began to sweat.

"Yes, it's just a simple prank," Kawaki said with a faint smile on his face, "But your reaction must be a bit more exaggerated. Even if you are not scared, you have to pretend. Do you get it?"contemporary romance

"I... I get it..."

"Then, please." Kawaki looked at the bed on the side and made a gesture of invitation.

'Can't refuse! I can't refuse because of the character setting!' As Toshiro walked towards the bed, he thought to himself, 'Sh*t! It can't be a simple waking up! This super sadist...'

Suddenly, Toshiro glanced at Kawaki and noticed that he had picked up a stack of explosives(dynamite). His whole body felt bad!

"Um... well, can I ask a little bit?" Toshiro stopped and turned around, his face full of sweat. He then asked in a low voice, "Will you use that thing in your hand?"

"Of course," Kawaki replied with a smile, "But don't worry, it's just a common explosive in prank shows, it won't kill anyone."

'No, no, no! No matter how you look at it, it's a real dynamite!' Toshiro shook his head crazily in his mind, 'I will definitely going to die! I have to find a way quickly!'

"You don't believe me?" Kawaki asked doubtfully. Then he sighed, picked up the dynamite, and lit the fuse...

With a bang, the explosives exploded like a confetti.

"Look, there's no problem at all. It's just a prop." Kawaki explained.

"Ah... yes." Only then did Toshiro let out a sigh of relief. He then went to the bed and laid down.

"Close your eyes," Kawaki reminded.

"En..." After responding, Toshiro slowly closed his eyes.

After a full minute, Toshiro finally opened his eyes amidst a burst of trivial sounds. However, at this time, Toshiro discovered that he had already been tied up by a rope. Beside the bed stood Kawaki and Sogo, who had a black belly smile on their faces.

"Um, I'm sorry. Because I'm having a little trouble alone, so I invited your manager," Kawaki explained.

"The artists under me have really troubled the producer," Sogo replied as he spread out his hands.

"It's not troublesome at all." Kawaki slowly shook his head. "This was originally my responsibility. After all, there are many newcomers who don't understand many things."

"Woo!" Toshiro wanted to open his mouth to say something, but only then did he realize that his mouth had been blocked by explosives!

"Then it's time to start. Are you ready to wake up..." Kawaki gave the detonator in his hand to Sogo with a half-smile, "The body must be strapped with explosives, even the chrysanthemums. The effect of this prank is very good."

"As expected of the best producer in the company," Sogo praised, "He's really serious... Let's start then, Toshiko..."

"WOOOO!!! WOOO!!!"

BOOM!!!

Looking at Toshiro, who was covered in black and dying from being blown up, Sogo frowned and looked at Kawaki, "Well, I still feel that the reaction is not enough. The producer should have noticed this problem, right?"

"Yes, it is indeed not enough. This kind of reaction is not considered a qualified artist..." Kawaki crossed his arms over his chest with one hand and supported his chin with the other, nodding in deep thought.

"Then, how about a hundred of them together? And how about doing a hundred times reaction training?" Sogo raised an index finger and suggested, "If she trains a hundred times, maybe Toshiko will find the right reaction."

"What a good method!" Kawaki praised, then looked down at Toshiro who had just woken up, "Then... let's continue..."

"WOOOO!!!"

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!...

done.co