Doujin Artist: Following the vine to catch the melon? What a strange way to put it!
Lazy Kitten: I think Gin-san meant to use the idiom "follow the vine to find the melon," right?
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Pfft, so you only remembered the meaning but not the idiom itself? Amazing, Sir Gin, truly worthy of your reputation.
Curly-haired Guy: Enough! Who doesn't know how to use it? I just didn't think you guys would understand! Sir Gin broke it down for you, only because I was afraid you wouldn't get it!
Pretty Boy from Skull Island: Yes, yes, I believe you. Just keep talking about what happened next, we're waiting.
Curly-haired Guy: You jerk, what kind of attitude is that? Do you think Sir Gin really doesn't know how to use such a simple idiom? Sir Gin isn't as clueless as you think!
Pretty Boy from Skull Island: I didn't think that at all. Are you getting a little too worked up?
Soul Society's Villain: Isn't it obvious why he's getting worked up? He thinks you've seen right through him.
Doujin Artist: Exactly, he thinks you've seen through his ignorance. But because of his pride, he can only get worked up to save face.
After sending the message, Eriri let out a light sigh and shook her head with a helpless expression. She suddenly felt a bit sorry for this Gintoki, he was a prime example of suffering just to maintain pride.
Why bother? Wouldn't it be better to just be honest?
Amegakure Village's Angel: That's a very sensible analysis, Eriri. It seems only a tsundere can understand a tsundere.
Doujin Artist: ?
Eriri, who had been feeling sympathetic towards Sakata Gintoki, suddenly froze.
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Hahaha, Eriri just completely lost it.
Lazy Kitten: Konan, you're so blunt! Give Eriri some face! There's nothing wrong with being a tsundere. It's actually quite cute when girls are tsundere.
Doujin Artist: Shut up! Who, who's a tsundere! I'm not!
Curly-haired Guy: Exactly, how could Sir Gin have such a tsundere trait! Don't spout nonsense, I will absolutely not admit it!
Wig Guy: This is a fact, whether you admit it or not.
Curly-haired Guy: Idiot Katsura, shut your mouth! Is your job done already?
Machete Girl: Job?
Wig Guy: Humph, Gintoki. You're making a big mistake if you think I'm as unreliable as you are. In fact, I've already infiltrated.
Katsura Kotaro, after sending the message, looked around at the women. Some were dancing, some were pouring drinks for customers. Laughter and chatter filled the air, making it feel like a paradise.
If he hadn't received concrete intel, he wouldn't have believed that the Tendoshu and the Void were hiding in a place like this.
Curly-haired Guy: Good, you search for the target first... I'll be right there.
Wig Guy: No, I don't think I need your help.
Katsura Kotaro averted his gaze from the chat window and walked towards a side room. With his current strength, neither the Void nor the Tendoshu could pose a significant threat to him, so there was no need to team up with a certain silver-haired pervert.
Curly-haired Guy: ? What do you mean, you jerk? Trying to hog all the credit? I'm warning you, don't mess around!
Wig Guy: Only you mess around.
Katsura Kotaro entered the room with disdain, but to his surprise, it was empty.
Did he find the wrong place?
Frowning, Katsura Kotaro looked around. Finally, his eyes landed on the teacups on the coffee table. He crouched down and touched one with his finger. The cup was still warm, indicating that someone had recently been drinking there.
But Katsura Kotaro stared for at least ten minutes and saw no one come out of the room. And there were clearly no windows, so how did they disappear?
Just as Katsura Kotaro was filled with confusion, a hidden door silently opened in the wall behind him.
"Yo, what a rare guest." A familiar voice suddenly rang out.
Katsura Kotaro stiffened and was about to turn around when a flash of blade suddenly appeared in the room.
*Swoosh.*
Gaudy red blood spurted out, splashing onto the tatami mats.
Curly-haired Guy: Hey, Katsura! Where the hell are you, I can't see you at all!
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: It looks like he's gone offline.
Shark-Faced Guy: Could he have run into some danger? Like a surprise attack from behind.
Doujin Artist: It really seems possible, Gin! Go find him quickly!
Curly-haired Guy: Find him for what! He doesn't listen to me, so if he's in danger, it's his own fault!
Even though he said that, Sakata Gintoki's body moved quite honestly. He first checked the main hall, then the private rooms. After disturbing countless pairs of lovers, he eventually found a pool of blood and a few strands of smooth hair in an empty private room.
Damn it!
Sakata Gintoki gritted his teeth and looked around. Soon, he noticed something on the wall to his right. This wall seemed to be hollow?
Without much hesitation, Sakata Gintoki kicked open the hidden door in the wall. With a "boom," a passage behind the wall was revealed.
Sakata Gintoki, holding a long sword, immediately stepped into the passage. At the end, he saw a scene that made his blood boil.
Katsura Kotaro, dressed in a purple floral yukata, looking like a Yamato Nadeshiko, was holding Takasugi in a princess carry. They seemed to be gazing at each other affectionately.
"Sorry for the interruption!" Sakata Gintoki's mouth twitched fiercely, and he immediately turned to leave.
Wig Guy: Gintoki, it's not what you think. You misunderstood!
Curly-haired Guy: No, I wasn't thinking anything!
Doujin Artist: ?
Scarlet Lotus Fairy: What's going on, you guys? Didn't Katsura just go offline?
Curly-haired Guy: If you see this, you'll understand why he went offline. [Image]
Doujin Artist: Pfft!
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Oh my god, oh my god!
Clearly, the photo Sakata Gintoki sent was that world-famous picture of the princess carry from earlier. The moment the photo appeared, the entire group erupted.
Lazy Kitten: Damn, Katsura, you're awesome! That move of yours is beyond imagination!
Wig Guy: You guys really misunderstood, hear me out...
Machete Girl: No need to explain, we all understand. Nobody in our group discriminates against you, don't worry.
Doujin Artist: Yes, don't worry! Not only do we not discriminate, we even wish you a hundred years of harmony and an early son!
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