[ I'm far from a hero, she says. Something Gintoki repeats to himself over and over. There's too much blood on his hands— too many people killed because he wants to protect. It comes with a price, and that price is a burden that rests on his shoulder the rest of his life.
Those words cause a slight chill to him, so he doesn't say anything about it. Instead, he proceeds forward: ]
you got the job done at least didn't you? give yourself some credit.
[ if she's cutting his hair, it'll give him a private one on one setting iwth her and he can pry at her— To make sure she is okay. To make sure she is safe. ]
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Something Gintoki repeats to himself over and over. There's too much blood on his hands— too many people killed because he wants to protect.
It comes with a price, and that price is a burden that rests on his shoulder the rest of his life.
Those words cause a slight chill to him, so he doesn't say anything about it. Instead, he proceeds forward: ]
you got the job done at least didn't you?
give yourself some credit.
[ if she's cutting his hair, it'll give him a private one on one setting iwth her and he can pry at her—
To make sure she is okay.
To make sure she is safe. ]