Yeah, yeah, yeah. Pipe down. Sit down. [ The girl manages to pluck a single strand of Gintoki hair out of his head which earns her nothing but a grimance and a snort. Fine, take his hair. He doesn't need it.. (and by the volume of it, it won't really be missed, that one strand.)
Now he's put on the spot; most (not all) of the children's eyes are fixated on him once they've sat down and he's somehow ... uncertain about how to go about this. Was he nervous? Maybe. It almost looked that way. ]
Let's see if I can remember this straight. Don't laugh if I can't get it right. [ Bullshit. Gintoki is practically obsessed with Dragon Ball Z. But he didn't want to make it that obvious. ]
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Now he's put on the spot; most (not all) of the children's eyes are fixated on him once they've sat down and he's somehow ... uncertain about how to go about this. Was he nervous? Maybe. It almost looked that way. ]
Let's see if I can remember this straight. Don't laugh if I can't get it right.
[ Bullshit. Gintoki is practically obsessed with Dragon Ball Z. But he didn't want to make it that obvious. ]