[ A groan emerges from his throat as Gintoki sits up, blinking wearily at the children, who are giggling a bit. Gintoki lifts his hands and waves them slowly. ] Don't laugh at the main character, oi! [ He's instantly bombarded with questions: How old are you? Why is your hair white? Do you have a girlfriend? Why is your hair white? Are you a fish? You look like a dead fish. Why is your hair wavy? Do you have a girlfriend...!?
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Don't laugh at the main character, oi!
[ He's instantly bombarded with questions: How old are you?
Why is your hair white?
Do you have a girlfriend?
Why is your hair white?
Are you a fish? You look like a dead fish.
Why is your hair wavy?
Do you have a girlfriend...!?
Gintoki looks up at Alice, already exasperated. ]
Have I stepped into Hell?