Precisely because there was no way to finish shouting it, the moment it was shouted, victory was already certain!
Still hesitating over whether it should be Neo Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon or some other horse?
Who had time for that!
Neo Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon’s victory was already decided!
Good, amazing.
The word count was smoothly padded by a lot.
“I can already see the scene of victory.” Gintoki looked at the big screen in deep emotion.
It was finally coming.
This time, he would definitely wash away his past shame.
He definitely would not tear up the winning ticket.
Speaking of which, in the main story of Gintama, didn’t he tear up way too many?
Horse-racing tickets, lottery tickets.
What was that?
He had luck with money, but it just would not descend onto Gin-san?
This was a Curse, a Curse!
But this time!
Gintoki looked confidently at Toji.
Although he could not remember clearly, this guy was probably a luckless bastard too.
“What, what? Let Gin-san take a look at the horse-racing ticket you bought.”
He leaned over to look, and the instant he saw it, his pupils shrank sharply.
“Toji!”
“Hmph.” Toji folded his arms.
When Gintoki looked over, he held the horse-racing ticket stylishly between his fingers like Vegeta turning sideways.
The horse’s name engraved after the number on it was—
Explosive Super-Spicy Big-Boob Babe.
There was absolutely no expectation for the horse, right!
Instead, you could see a different kind of expectation!
Toward big boobs.
Wasn’t this basically the same level as looking at that poster!
But could it be!
“Too naive. How could they be on the same level?”
Don’t just read Gin-san’s mind on your own!
Gintoki staggered half a step back.
“Why?”
“What else could it be? No. 8 is the protagonist of the famous anime Uma Musume. According to her record and protagonist halo, she’ll definitely beat the extras and become the winner.” On Toji’s horse-racing ticket, 2 words were clearly printed.
Win bet.
The enemy, in this instant, had completely become an enemy!
The air around them froze in an instant.
“A mere supporting character from the Hidden Inventory arc actually bought a protagonist’s horse-racing ticket! What a joke! Does the protagonist definitely winning mean all the supporting characters’ struggles are powerless?! The 3 great elements of Jump manga are friendship, effort, and victory! That’s encouragement for everyone!”
“Then tell me. Who defeated the protagonist in the end?”
Gintoki’s tiger body shook.
“F-Food O Spirit and stuff… Think about it, Erina won, right? Although I don’t know what dish she brought out in the end, she won, right…”
No, that was not it.
Even if he really did lose, for a manga protagonist, that was not completely connected to defeat in battle.
Rather, it even gave off a little bit of the sour stink of romance, making people angry just looking at it.
This was the kind of follow-up you would not know without reading Jump, the kind of follow-up that would make anime-only fans crack.
Gintoki steadied himself.
It was already enough to fool an outsider!
Of course Toji had never read Jump, but Toji was too familiar with Gintoki.
He glanced at Gintoki and knew what bad water was sitting in his stomach.
“You can’t think of one, can you?”
Damn it, he did not fool him.
Gintoki looked sadly toward Neo Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon.
“Neo Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon!”
Ah, although constantly shouting “Neo Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon” really could pad the word count, the “Neo” at the front somehow did not sound like a horse.
It sounded more like glasses?
Wouldn’t that just turn it into a glasses rack!
With tears shining at the corners of his eyes, Gintoki shouted the instant the race began, “Don’t lose! Shinpachi!”
Who the hell was Shinpachi?
Toji chuckled and looked toward his own horse.
Go, Explosive Super-Spicy Big-Boob Babe.
“Today’s final race, a 1,600-meter life-or-death chase!
All lights turn red, and the 1st to rush out is!
No. 1, Opportunity Rarely Comes, So Let’s Pad the Word Count While We Can!
So fast!
Opportunity Rarely Comes, So Let’s Pad the Word Count While We Can is so fast!
With leg power the other horses can’t catch up to at all, it firmly leads at the front!
But how can we let it take all the spotlight alone?
No. 10, My Conscience Hurts, So I Should Probably Write Some Actual Content, suddenly catches up!
It speeds up on this turn!
A perfect catch-up.
Right now, the gap is half a horse length.
Can it hold steady from here!”
“What about the other horses? No. 11, Ad Space for Rent, follows closely behind. After that are the 2 horses in green caps, Lelouch and Padding the Word Count Won’t Get Complaints, Right, running side by side. Looks like their strategy is to first stay stable near the front, then sprint all at once at the end!”
“Bitter Coffee Ice Cream Is Seriously Super Good is in 6th place, followed by I Can’t Think of a Horse Name, Justaway, Long Live Gintama, and I Want to Play TRPG. That’s the situation for the top 10!”
“No. 8, Explosive Super-Spicy Big-Boob Babe, No. 13, Neo Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon, and No. 3, I Want to Become Cheesecake, are firmly occupying the bottom 3 spots. The scenery at the very back will not be given to anyone else!”
Gintoki suddenly slammed the materials in his hand down.
“You say your conscience hurts, but aren’t you still rattling away and padding the word count! Use this word count on battles! Write the battles properly!”
“Forget what all those messy horses are called, just run! My whole fortune is in your hands, Shinpachi!”
“Something has happened!!! Explosive Super-Spicy Big-Boob Babe suddenly really wants to bite Neo Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon’s tail. The positions have changed!”
“Why! Why is Explosive Super-Spicy Big-Boob Babe, who ran ahead, trying to bite its tail! This is a horse-racing ticket with my life on the line. Don’t fill your head with nothing but tails! Are you guys close? Are you close!”
“But! Explosive Super-Spicy Big-Boob Babe and I Want to Become Cheesecake chasing behind it have fallen into the muddy track! This must be the consequence of not avoiding the inside lane!”
“Why are you paying so much attention to the bottom 3! It doesn’t matter, right! Whether their relationship is good or not doesn’t matter! Hurry and run! Neo Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon!”
“It’s charging! Neo Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon is so fast. On the turn of the 3rd lap, it suddenly overtakes! So fast, so fast! It keeps passing the other racehorses. Now, is Neo Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon in the lead, or—ah! There’s no time to look at the other horses! Victory is right in front of—!”
With a snap, the screen went black.
Gintoki saw a huge Cursed Spirit crouching above the gambling hall.
Amid the gamblers cursing all around him, Gintoki tightly clenched his horse-racing ticket.
He charged toward the Cursed Spirit without hesitation, leaped up, threw out 1 punch, poured Cursed Energy into it, and the Cursed Spirit instantly shattered into pieces.
“Neo Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon!”
“What is that, a finishing move?” The corner of Toji’s mouth twitched.
“That kind of thing doesn’t matter anymore! Anyway, Gin-san never got assigned any finishing move at all! So what exactly is going on? Neo Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon definitely won, right! That was Neo Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon! This level of adaptation is way too low!”
Happy reading!