[ Gintoki just watches him with a half-opened gaze. Osomatsu was really trying to get on his level with anything, wasn't he? Even his trashy level? How desperate is this guy? ]
Cake is my love language. Are you sure about that?
Y-your love language? You love it that much, huh? [hmmm. he looks up, thinking. next time, he'll bring a cake? no, that would seem too...] I like sweets all right, but I think I like salty things better.
[ You don't understand, Osomatsu. He became especially addicted to sweets after the war, though he was always a big fan of strawberries. ]
Everyone's different, y'anno. I suppose I just like the things that make me happy. [ He finds contentment in the little things because otherwise he's just sad. ]
Makes you feel good when somebody gives you something salty, right? It's that kind of feeling.
Oh, like a gift? [when was the last time someone gave him a gift? a snack gift? usually, when mom brings home snacks, it's not a gift. it was food that they all shared] Yeah, that'd make me happy, too! ...Man, now I want some chips.
So you get what I mean. It's a love language that us moochers can only understand. [ Look at him, He put you on equal level with him! Isn't that cute. ]
Rich people don't get it. They've been too busy bathing in yen that so much money is up their asses they can't appreciate little things.
Hey, of course I do! I bet you'd wanna give me a whole speech about salty things! You don't get it with cake since you're not a sweets person! Don't insult the cake! The cake-god will curse you! [ ??? ]
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Cake is my love language. Are you sure about that?
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Y-your love language? You love it that much, huh? [hmmm. he looks up, thinking. next time, he'll bring a cake? no, that would seem too...] I like sweets all right, but I think I like salty things better.
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Everyone's different, y'anno. I suppose I just like the things that make me happy.
[ He finds contentment in the little things because otherwise he's just sad. ]
Makes you feel good when somebody gives you something salty, right? It's that kind of feeling.
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[ Look at him, He put you on equal level with him! Isn't that cute. ]
Rich people don't get it. They've been too busy bathing in yen that so much money is up their asses they can't appreciate little things.
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...damn, Osomatsu wished that he could make that joke out loud]
Yeah, yeah, I get it. You like cake. [he grins] You can just tell me that you like it, don't need to give me a whole speech about it.
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[ ??? ]
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Are you the cake-god?
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I could be.
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[he sucks in a breath, then points at Gintoki]
The cake is a lie!
[and then he runs away!]