The Most Important Thing Is to Preserve Your Strength!

Maybe a Fake Gintama Chapter 417 The Most Important Thing Is to Preserve Your Strength!

Inside Tama's body, a small bowl was slowly moving in a tunnel full of machine oil.

"Hey, you should at least do me a favor."

Tsukuyo glanced at Kawaki, who was leaning against the bowl with his hands folded and his eyes closed. Then she looked at Katsura, who was paddling with a toothpick like a rowing boat with great enthusiasm.

"Isn't he too motivated? Will he fall down from exhaustion before facing the virus?"

"Don't mind it, don't mind it," Kawaki waved his hand and replied disapprovingly, "This guy finally got motivated. It wouldn't be good if his motivation was dampened."

As he spoke, Kawaki turned his face to Katsura and shouted, "Zura, hurry up. Mario and the others are now waiting for your rescue. As long as you defeat that Tapir or something, Mario and the others can also be saved."

"It's not Zura, it's inch--Katsura!" Katsura corrected him with a serious face, "But speaking of it, I can actually face the culprits who caused the two Mario brothers to fall into that tragic fate so quickly. This time, no matter what, I will crush their ambitions! I will definitely save the Mario brothers!"

After saying that, Katsura's hands began to move faster, and he began to paddle with all his might.

Looking at the small bowl that was moving at an extremely fast speed like a speedboat, Kawaki praised, "Not bad, not bad. That's it. Continue to work hard!"

"That... Is it really okay for you to do this?" Tsukuyo glanced at Kawaki with disdain, "If he knew about it afterward, he would definitely hold a grudge against you, right?"

"It doesn't matter," Kawaki chuckled and casually replied, "With Zura's brain, he would definitely not doubt it. Even if he found out that the situation was somewhat different, I have already thought of another version of the story about the brothers. There will definitely be no problem. Don't worry."

"Tsukuyo-dono, please don't worry! Whether it is Brother Mario or Tama-dono, I will definitely save them! I will definitely not let such a tragic fate continue! This is what a samurai is!" Katsura said without looking back, "Hold on tight, I'm going to speed up! Wahhhhh!"

"So noisy!" Kawaki covered his ears as he cursed.

"But I can't wait!" Katsura said without turning his head.

"Is that so?" The corners of Kawaki's mouth curled up slightly, and then he asked, "What would you think if I said there was a faster way? Although it might cost you a..."

"What method?" Katsura turned his head and asked with a serious expression, "Whatever the price is! For those Mario brothers who are still suffering! I can accept any price!"

"Is that so... then..."

After saying that, Kawaki stood up and took out a bundle of rope that he had found somewhere. Then, he tied one end to the small bowl and the other end to Katsura.

"Kawaki, what are you trying to do?" Katsura, who was tightly tied up, asked in confusion.

"It's the cost I just mentioned. It's not a big deal," Kawaki said with a smile. Then, he stretched out his hands and lifted Katsura up, "It's about to start~"

"Wai..."

Before Katsura could finish speaking, he was flung forward by Kawaki. At the same time, because of the tug of the rope, the small bowl also began to move forward at an extreme speed like a speedboat.

"Ahhhhh!!!" Katsura screamed in front of him, "You bastard!"

"See? Fast, right?" After sitting down, Kawaki held onto the bowl and looked at Tsukuyo with a smile, "It's like surfing~ It feels very comfortable~"

Tsukuyo, "..."

...

About three seconds later, the small bowl came to the shore. However, due to the fact that Katsura was still flying in the air at an extremely fast speed, the small bowl was still moving forward rapidly due to inertia.

However, the quick-eyed Kawaki had already stood up and pulled Tsukuyo, who was at the side and jumped down the moment they got ashore.

Ignoring Katsura, who was lying on the ground, dead or alive on the ground after heavily smashing into a wall, Kawaki glanced at the mechanical door in front of him that was like a tunnel entrance.

"That, Tsukki, what kind of part is this?" Kawaki pointed at the door in front of him and turned his head to look at Tsukuyo.

Tsukuyo pinched her chin and analyzed softly, "If we divide it according to the human body, it took such a long time after entering from the mouth, and if we convert it into a distance according to our shrunken ratio, then now we should be at the entrance of the small intestine..."

"No matter what, no matter where, let's find a shop somewhere to rest first." As he spoke, Kawaki started walking toward the door. At the same time, he did not forget to lift up Katsura who was still unconscious.

"Listen to me, idiot!" Tsukuyo cursed.

"It's too long, Tsukki." Kawaki turned his head, curled the corners of his mouth, and complained, "How could anyone want to hear a story that long?"

Hearing this, a big blue vein popped up on Tsukuyo's face, and it was still throbbing.

"He is right, Tsukuyo-dono," Katsura, who had just woken up, stood on the side, cupped his hands, and said earnestly, "Such a long line is just like the long self-introduction that was said on the podium when school started. In fact, the students in the class don't care about the interests and hobbies you talk about. For those who met you for the first time, they only care about two things. One is your name and the other is your face! So, be more concise! Just like "It's not Zura; it's Katsura!" Summary it up like that! Then let's start over, starting over from when you were standing outside the classroom door. "

As he spoke, Katsura cleared his throat and clapped his hands, "Everyone, please be quiet. Today, a new student will come to our class. He is a transfer student. Everyone, welcome! Come, Tsukuyo-dono, it's your turn."

However, at this time, Katsura discovered that Tsukuyo and Kawaki had already gone far away.

"Has he always been like this?" Tsukuyo turned to look at the side of Kawaki's face and asked.

"Ah, it has always been like this." Kawaki responded casually, "In this kind of situation, just ignore him."

"You two! How dare you be so rude to the teacher! The credits for this semester's good manners will be deducted!" Katsura shouted at the two of them indignantly.

"Don't worry about him. Don't worry about him. If you talk to him at this time, he will definitely chatter on." Kawaki reminded in a low voice.

Tsukuyo nodded slightly in agreement.

Katsura, who had been left behind by the two of them, originally wanted to catch up and reprimand them, but he saw something and his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Wait! You two! Look at that!" Katsura hurriedly called out to stop Kawaki and Tsukuyo.

"Ignore, ignore." Kawaki casually reminded Tsukuyo.

Although he had been reminded by Kawaki, Tsukuyo still tentatively looked behind her and then instantly stopped.

She saw that in the direction of the shore behind them, there was a man wearing a white bodysuit with an arrow on his butt lying on the shore.

"Look! Kawaki!" Katsura pointed in a certain direction and said in surprise, "There's actually a soba shop here!"

"What?! There's actually such a shop here?!" Only then did Kawaki stop and look in the direction that Katsura pointed. He saw a small soba food stall next to the person with the arrow on his butt.

"That's great, Tsukki," Kawaki looked at Tsukuyo and said happily, "I originally felt a little hungry. I didn't expect that there would be such a thing here."

"Is there something wrong with the two of you?" Tsukuyo couldn't help but complain. Then she pointed to the man wearing a white bodysuit on the ground and continued, "That is even more surprising, right?! Although it is surprising that there are shops in this kind of place, that is also surprising!"

However, Kawaki and Katsura did not listen to a single word. The two of them walked toward the food stall selling soba and pulled up the curtain to sit down.

"Welcome." In the small food stall, the shop owner, who looked like an old man wearing a white bodysuit, looked at Katsura and Kawaki with a smile.

Katsura, "One serving of soba, please."

Kawaki, "Boss, ten big bowls of Chashu ramen, please."

"You two have the same brains!" Tsukuyo pointed at the man in a bodysuit by the shore and complained angrily, "We should pay more attention to the situation over there right now!"

"So that's how it is!" Kawaki looked in the direction that Tsukuyo pointed. Then, he looked at Katsura beside him with a slightly serious expression, "Zura, it seems that we have been blinded by this trap."

"It's not Zura; it's Katsura!" Katsura corrected him. Then, he cupped his hands. With a face full of seriousness, he continued, "Indeed. I didn't expect that we would actually fall into such a simple trap."

"Please don't let me remind you about such things next time..." Tsukuyo sighed and said with some tiredness.

"That's right! That person is the owner!" Kawaki and Katsura pointed at the man in a bodysuit on the shore at the same time.

"What's going on with your heads?!" Tsukuyo angrily said, "It has nothing to do with that matter at all!"

"This case looks complicated, but it is actually very simple." Kawaki folded his hands and analyzed seriously.

"That's right, the method of committing the crime is really too crude." Katsura also folded his arms and said with disdain.

"Anyway, come with us, uncle." After saying that, Kawaki stood up and looked at the shop owner who was busy preparing the noodles with a serious face.

"Eh? What are you two talking about?" The shop owners looked at Kawaki in confusion.

"At a time like this, you still want to pretend that nothing happened?! You bastard!" Katsura stood up and said angrily.

However, at this moment, Tsukuyo came behind Kawaki and Katsura after receiving the message from the man in a white bodysuit at the shore. She kicked the two people away without any explanation.

"That, Miss?" The shop owner asked tentatively, "Ramen or soba?"

"Ah, no need." As she spoke, Tsukuyo dragged Kawaki and Katsura toward the entrance of the tunnel entrance...