Screw that.

_{[ Gintoki understands he deserves some stupid fate like this. It's just the gorilla mangaka's ways. Josuke, though..? No way. Too wholesome. Too pure. ]}

You say it's the moon's way, but I don't think so.
It ain't random. Can't be. I think it's just a bunch of losers who miss sucking on their mama's hairy teats, make a club for a bunch of losers who also miss sucking on their mama's hairy teats, go and kidnap people, bring'em here and cover it up and make it look like it's a coincidence. This planet needs energy? Go on the internet and buy some, morons. I didn't sign up for this.

_{[ So they have crossed the street and it takes Gintoki a moment to remember to let Josuke's arm go, but he does, stuffing his arm in his yukata and beginning to walk. Josuke's trying to be helpful, but apart of him isn't ready to talk about some of this stuff with him.
And yet, he proceeds. ]}

Tch. I expected other planets to be a lot different.

_{[ A brief glimpse of what Gintoki expected and is thinking of. ]}

I get it, I get it. It's just kemonomimi trope like a bunch of rotten doujinshi. I'd like to see them try and do something like that with me.

_{[ Just wait until next Cordis, Gin. ]}