Hearing that cruel dose of reality, Gintoki's hand froze in midair.
But he quickly recovered that dead-fish-eyed look of a pig too stubborn to fear boiling water.
He even leisurely picked his nose.
"What's it matter, Shinpachi? Young people get anxious too easily."
Gintoki casually flicked away the indescribable thing on his fingertip.
Then he clasped both hands behind his head and said, with optimism based on absolutely nothing:
"This is the Sea Star! Opportunities to make money are everywhere!"
"As long as we make the Yorozuya name known here."
"We're sure to get plenty of well-paid jobs."
"Then we won't have to worry about food or drink at all!"
"Gin-san, where the heck is that blind confidence of yours coming from?!"
Shinpachi could only droop his head weakly.
"Come on, come on!"
"Gin-chan, I want that Three-Color Dango, and Oden too, aru!"
Kagura didn't care about any of that. She grabbed Gintoki by the sleeve and charged forward.
"Hey, Kagura, slow down!"
"Are you trying to make Gin-san's wallet cry?"
"Boss, can we have a sample? We'll just take one bite!"
Amid Shinpachi's despairing cries and Kagura's cheerful laughter, Gintoki was dragged along the whole way.
The three noisy figures soon merged into the bustling crowd and this prosperous street.
As the Yorozuya trio's ruckus gradually blended into the clamor of the Flower Capital.
The last smear of sunset on the horizon was finally swallowed by the deep night.
Time quietly arrived at six in the evening.
It was the mysterious juncture where yin and yang alternated, when a hundred demons paraded through the night—Oumagatoki.
At that very moment.
Strange waves of energy suddenly rippled above the Flower Capital.
Under the gazes of countless citizens and tourists throughout the city, as well as Imu, Mihawk, Stussy, Esdeath, and the