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_{[ It's people like you that Gintoki can't stand. As somebody who has a path of his own to take and his own morals on certain things, indulging in heavenly sweets just for the hell of it-- not really appreciating it-- pisses him off. You know, it's like rich people taking from the poor-- it's like getting all of the Dr*gon B*lls together and wishing for things you already have right in front of somebody who has lost their friend and is trying to wish them back to life.

But that's just how Gintoki sees it.

He feels his blood pressure rise the hand lifts up to yank the treat down to his level. Gintoki even uses the nearest wall, pole, anything to propel himself closer to this guy. Reeling his fist back, he lets out a cry: ]}

PARFAIT PUNCH!!
_{[ yeah, he's willing to sock a stranger for taking his dessert. ]}