[Gintama] I'm Not a Natural-Curled Hair, I'm Gintoki

The silver-haired guy with the natural curls is a little rascal right now,

the one-eyed teacher's pet will definitely be a huge pain in the future,

and the beautiful woman with long, straight black hair will always be adorably clueless.

The teacher who can keep these three in line is a god.

So... Teacher, come back to life already!!!!

I can't handle the White Yaksha, the commander of the Kiheitai, and the Mad Noble all at once. Even if I transmigrate, I'd rather laze around at the Yorozuya and wait to die!

I never thought, after living for more than a decade, that I'd end up caught in some old-fashioned transmigration. And I even got a golden finger, one that calls itself "transmigration."

- Oh, maiden, I have heard your wish.

So, which deity is in charge of the boundary between dimensions? Is it really okay for a golden finger to open a door in that boundary and let me transmigrate? Don't just listen to my wish. At least give me a better solution, dear deity!

I really don't want to open the door yesterday and see my beautiful-chinned teacher looking after a child, then step outside today and run into the White Yaksha fighting against the shogunate!

"Well, how do I put this?" The naturally curly-haired man drawled. He's been like this since childhood, but, yes, he really did grow up.

At a festival in Kabukicho, I stood beside him as the former god of death solemnly tossed a hundred-yen coin into the offering box. The current Yorozuya owner clapped his hands and said to some unknown god, "Thanks for giving me such a huge headache, dear deity."

"Are you praying that seriously because you want me to beat you up, you curly-haired bastard?!"

"I'm not curly-haired, I'm Gintoki!"

Too bad I didn't bring a recorder. Damn, I really wanted to record that and let Kotaro hear it.

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