Onmyoji Arc Part 5

Maybe a Fake Gintama Chapter 473 Onmyoji Arc Part 5

"She's been stabbed!" Kagura hurriedly analyzed, "They were grappling while he had a knife in his hands and Okaasan ended up getting stabbed!"

"What?!" Gintoki was shocked.

"Hey! What are you doing!" The enemy Shikigami shouted.

"I don't know!" Gintoki quickly refuted, "I didn't do anything wrong! It has nothing to do with me!"

"Stop wasting time and summon her so we can treat her!" The enemy Shikigami shouted.

"Huh?! That's your concern?!" Shinpachi couldn't help but retort.

"But they might be treating her on the other side!" Gintoki retorted loudly, "Shouldn't we avoid moving her around too much?!"

"Don't be long-winded, hurry up!" The enemy Shikigami urged.

Gritting his teeth, Gintoki began to press the pentagram on the abdomen of the paper figurine. At the same time, he shouted in a somewhat collapsed voice, "Please! Anyone is fine! Come out quickly!"

[It's me, Shikigami.] A very young female voice sounded.

"It has appeared! The Shikigami has finally appeared!" Gintoki shouted, and then hurriedly continued, "Hey, it doesn't seem to be very good now. It seems that things are not good on your side, right? Hurry up and come out, bring your Okaasan out with you!"

[I understand.]

As soon as the Shikigami finished speaking, the paper figurine in Gintoki's hand turned into a puff of smoke like the kind of summoning technique next door.

"That's great! This way, everything will be resolved!" Gintoki was delighted in his heart, and a hint of joy appeared on his face. He narrowed his eyes and smiled as he looked at the smoke that had appeared in front of him.

"I apologize for the wait. The Shikigami, Gedoumaru, is here at your service." Gedoumaru, who was carrying a giant club on her back and a portrait in her arms, said to Gintoki and the others.

Looking at the portrait in Gedoumaru's arms, Gintoki and Shinpachi instantly felt bad. The two of them twitched the corners of their eyes. Their faces were black, and cold sweat was pouring out of their faces.

'Sh-She's in mourning!!' Gintoki and Shinpachi thought at the same time.

"Hey! We managed to summon the Shikigami, but the timing was horrible!" Shinpachi retorted crazily, "And she looks surprisingly familiar! She seems to have appeared in the Amnesia Arc!"

"A funeral? Did we call you out while you were in the middle of the funeral?!" Gintoki asked Gedoumaru with a face full of sweat, "And is that a picture of your Okaasan?! Did...Did your Okaasan end up dying?!"

"I have heard everything from Lady Crystel," Gedoumaru said slowly, "I am now Gintoki-sama's servant through a blood pact. Feel free to order me around as you please."

With that, Gedoumaru lowered her head to look at the portrait in her hand, and at the same time, a hint of sadness appeared on her face.

"Erm, I find it really hard to order you around," Gintoki pulled the corners of his mouth and said with a bitter smile, "When your mind is clearly elsewhere. You're clearly thinking about your Okaasan..."

"You don't have to feel guilty about what happened to Okaasan. I don't hold it against you." Gedoumaru's expression became even more sorrowful.

"What do you mean you don't need to feel guilty? Why does it feel like it's all my fault..."

"It's fine." Gedoumaru gently shook her head and looked up at Gintoki. Although she looked troubled, she still said softly, "Even if you are the enemy who killed my Okaasan, a Shikigami has to follow his master's orders."

"Don't say such ugly words!" Gintoki clenched his fists and argued angrily, "I'm not your enemy! I didn't do anything!"

"It's fine," Gedoumaru's expression softened slightly, "I make a clear distinction between work and personal grudges."

"It's not about that, right?" Gintoki shouted crazily.

"I'll really be fine. Come on, please order me to your heart's content..." As she spoke, Gedoumaru flipped over the portrait in her hand and revealed a gentle and relieved expression as she whispered at the picture, "Okaasan, I'll be joining you in a minute."

"How am I supposed to order you around?!" Gintoki shouted in despair.

"Eh? Huh? What is the problem?" Gedoumaru raised and tilted her head, looking at Gintoki in confusion.

"No, as expected, it's still..." Gintoki continued in a low voice, "It's very inconvenient to fight with those portraits, right? Besides, it's very difficult to order you around..."

"It's also very difficult for us to fight," The enemy Shikigami looked at each other, "Even the enemies will feel a little bit sorry..."

Gedoumaru turned her head and looked up at the few Shikigami.

"In short, put that down first," the enemy Shikigami continued, "It should be okay to set it down while you're fighting, right?"

Gedoumaru turned to look at the Shikigami in the lead, her face full of sorrow as she replied, "If you want me to throw Okaasan to the ground... I can't do this kind of thing."

"Then I will help you hold it first," The enemy Shikigami suggested, "I will help you enshrine it in a more decent place."

Gedoumaru couldn't help but open her mouth wide and reveal a touched expression. Then, she slowly walked toward the Shikigami in the lead, "I apologize for the trouble. Please take good care of Okaasan."

"Don't worry about it." The enemy Shikigami shook his head and then reached out to catch the portrait handed over by Gedoumaru. He praised, "It's rare to find such a daughter so devoted to her parents, especially one who's an enemy. If only my daughter were the same..."

"Your belly's..."

However, at this moment, Gedoumaru held the handle of the giant club on her back with her right hand and said these two words softly.

"Huh?" The enemy Shikigami looked confused.

"Wide open!!" Gedoumaru directly jumped up and swung her club, splitting the Shikigami in front of her into two from his abdomen.

"Eh---!!!" Gintoki and Shinpachi opened their mouths wide at the same time, letting out sounds of doubt about life.

The Shikigami that was divided into two slowly disappeared like the ashes left behind by burning a piece of paper.

"You... you bastard!"

"You tricked us?!"

"You actually used such a dirty trick!"

Only then did the remaining Shikigami react, expressing their indignation and dissatisfaction.

"Diry?" Gedoumaru, who was standing with her head down and holding a club expressionlessly, said disdainfully. Then, while bending his legs, he put the mace on his shoulders and got into a posture ready to attack, "Who do you think you're talking to?"

Just as Gedoumaru finished speaking, the remaining four Shikigami directly surrounded Gedoumaru and rushed toward her.

However, after a few simple, quick and powerful swings, along with the strong wind brought by the club, the four Shikigami all turned into ash and dissipated bit by bit.

"I am the demon. Master of playing dirty. Gedoumaru!" Gedoumaru did not even look at the Shikigami who had not completely fallen down, "Exorcism complete.."

"So-So handsome!" Kagura exclaimed and clapped her hands.

"In-instant kill!" Shinpachi widened his eyes. His pupils were still vibrating non-stop. His mouth was wide open, and his face was covered in cold sweat as he looked at Gedoumaru who had put the club back into her back and turned to look at him. He continued in disbelief, "A weak girl actually killed those powerful Shikigami in an instant! She was even more vicious than during the Amnesia Arc! She looked so cute, but she used such dirty methods!"

"Don't be so slow. Let's go quickly."

Gedoumaru reminded them expressionlessly. Then, she raised her foot and walked forward, stepping over the portrait on the ground without any hesitation.

"She stepped on it! She crushed her Okaasan's portrait! The kind that didn't hesitate at all!" Shinpachi said crazily.

"Okaasan?" Gedoumaru turned around and explained indifferently, "That thing died a thousand years ago. Everything was just a clumsy act."

"Act? Including the whole intercom conversation?! You were playing three roles by yourself?!" Shinpachi began to doubt life.

"This is a shock." Gedoumaru turned around and stared at Gintoki and the others with soulless eyes. She continued in a flat tone, "I thought you were going along with my act to fool the enemy, but you thought it was real? Gintoki-sama, I have a warning for you. Shikigami is divided into loyal servants and evil spirits who are forced to do the bidding of their master. I would be the latter."

"Caught by the Ketsuno clan when I was tearing up Mt. Oe during the Heian period and forced to serve them ever since. I am just another demon." As she spoke, Gedoumaru's expression suddenly changed. She stared at Gintoki with her lifeless eyes as she said, "If my master shows any signs of weakness, I may simply turn against him. It would be best if you don't forget that I am always watching you... "

After saying this, Gedoumaru turned around once again. At the same time, the corners of her mouth curled up into a creepy chuckle. Then, she walked forward again.

Looking at Gedoumaru's back, after a long silence, Gintoki turned to look at Shinpachi and Kagura. His completely black face was covered in cold sweat, and the corners of his eyes were also full of black lines.

"Um... Anyone... wanna be her master instead?"

Hearing this, Kagura and Shinpachi turned their backs to Gintoki without saying a word.

"Hey! Wait! I'm scared. She's really scaring me!"

As soon as Gintoki finished speaking, a somewhat serious male voice suddenly came from directly in front of Gedoumaru, "Gedoumaru. You are a servant of the Ketsuno clan, yet you have destroyed our Shikigami and trespassed on our territory. You may be Lady Crystel's Shikigami but these actions cannot be forgiven!"

Gintoki and the other two looked over at the same time. They looked at the group of people wearing an Onmyoji's uniform not far from Gedoumaru.

"Is that, the Ketsuno clan?" Shinpachi exclaimed.

"I no longer belong to Lady Crystel. I am this man's servant." Gedoumaru continued, "It is not my place to question what my master does."

"Could you be from the Shirino clan?!"

The faces of the Ketsuno clan's Onmyoji instantly turned ugly, and they all took out talisman papers from their pockets...