[Gintama] Remember to neuter cats first

Lake Toya was leaning against Yinsang's bed, and seeing that he hadn't answered for a long time, I walked up by myself and grabbed the handle of the knife.A hand grasped my wrist, exerted a little force, and pressed my hand in place, unable to withdraw it.I frowned, and turned my puzzled eyes to Yinsang.

"No." His expression rarely became serious, "Only your blood, I don't want it to get on it."

"...Okay." This guy is the owner. If he doesn't want to, then I can't help it.I let go of my hand with some regrets, looking for what else can be used in the house.I don't know if there is a fruit knife on the side of the fruit basket over there.I straightened up and wanted to walk to the other end of the ward, but suddenly found that my hand was still tightly held by him.

"Yin Sang, if you don't let go, how can I find other usable tools?"

"Baga." He sat up and put his forehead on mine. "Did you forget that I once went to the Zhensengumi to propose marriage? Chen Luo, I like you."

"Yin Sang..." I stared blankly at him, speechless.His bandaged hand brushes my cheek, making it rough to the touch.I saw a gentle smile in his eyes, and his voice was soft like an illusion at this moment. "What about the answer?"

"I..." I became nervous, not knowing what to do. "I'm a cat, and I'm still undead, so we can't..."

"It's not that you're not interested, but it's impossible?" He laughed and rubbed my hair. "that's enough."

My eyelids twitched. "No, no, no, I don't think there is any difference. In the beginning, I was not interested in human beings because of this, so don't think too much, don't..."

"There is no way to race, Baga, your face is red."

I closed my mouth, lowered my eyes, and stared at the blue and white striped hospital gown on his body.His warm breath gradually approached and sprayed on my face. I wanted to avoid it, but for some reason, let alone avoiding it, I couldn't even move.

It seemed as long as a century, I felt his lips finally sticking to mine, I closed my eyes, and simply felt the touch of that small piece of skin, it was very ordinary, and I used my own There is no difference in the feeling when the back of my hand is close to my lips. The sweet and greasy strawberry milk and chocolate parfait smell that I expected to belong to this guy did not appear.Eh?Wait, do I still have this fantasy?Eh--? !Calm down myself!

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