[Unsure if the stench is the slime's or Gintoki's, Takasugi cleaves through the jelly like creature with no restraint. The smell that assaults them both when he does is definitive.
Everyone stinks.
They're both trash.
So long as there's that understanding, Takasugi's fine with being garbage.
But not fine with Gintoki dragging him. Even if he'd agree, pride isn't so easily surmounted.
A slime comes crawling towards Takasugi, fearless in its affection. He punts it immediately towards Gintoki.] If you're not careful, someone will come to skewer you too.
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Everyone stinks.
They're both trash.
So long as there's that understanding, Takasugi's fine with being garbage.
But not fine with Gintoki dragging him. Even if he'd agree, pride isn't so easily surmounted.
A slime comes crawling towards Takasugi, fearless in its affection. He punts it immediately towards Gintoki.] If you're not careful, someone will come to skewer you too.