[Lee gasps as he inhales the chilled vapors and he looks towards Gintoki like a mythical being in the mist, a deity to whom he humbly begs for a favor.
Tears leak from his eyes, saltier than any milk ever will be, at the mention of his spirit.]
I... I do? Yes... I have done my best to a have a strong and youthly fighting spirit! Please...!
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Tears leak from his eyes, saltier than any milk ever will be, at the mention of his spirit.]
I... I do? Yes... I have done my best to a have a strong and youthly fighting spirit! Please...!