In the garage, the tax-evading trio were discussing how to swindle money, unaware that their actions had been exposed to someone. They continued to chatter back and forth about how to earn and spend their money.
"Spaceships should be pretty valuable," Sougo said, raising his hand.
"No way," Hijikata exhaled a puff of smoke. "Spaceships are managed by the Police Department. The Shinsengumi only has the authority to mobilize them."
"I didn't say it was a Police Department spaceship, you idiot Hijikata," Sougo said, looking at Hijikata with a mocking smile. "It's the spoils of war from defeating the Joi Faction."
Kondo Isao excitedly slapped his hand. "Sougo's right. We don't have spaceships, but the Joi Faction does. Not to mention, those Joi Faction guys are always making weird weapons. Those weapons are definitely valuable. Let's seize them all."
Hijikata's expression was rather helpless. "Kondo-san, watch your words. We're the police. Don't sound like bandits."
"It's not seizing, it's ensuring the safety of the public, eliminating dangerous organizations, and confiscating dangerous goods."
"As expected of you, Hijikata, you've got the gift of gab." Kondo Isao gave a thumbs up, praising him. "Work hard on the 'Uncle's Scam' job!"
Facing a job he couldn't get rid of, Hijikata had already resigned himself to it. He'd just dump it all on Yamazaki to handle.
As the saying goes, big fish eat small fish, one level crushes another. It's not his fault Yamazaki's position was lower than his.
Hijikata, feeling no pressure, said easily, "Alright, I'll do my best (to make Yamazaki scam the uncle)."
"Good." Kondo Isao smiled, then tossed a glass bottle to Hijikata. "The capable are always busy. I'll leave another matter to you as well."
The glass bottle contained Special Effect Medicine for treating lung disease, and just one pill would do the trick.
Hijikata caught the glass bottle, and his relaxed expression instantly changed when he saw the words on the bottle. The cigarette between his fingers fell to the ground.
"Wait, Kondo-san..."
Kondo Isao didn't want to speak to Hijikata, so he turned and headed for the door, waving his hand as he heard Hijikata's voice. "Fourteen, you have to hand the medicine to Mitsuba-san personally..."
At this point, Kondo Isao turned back to look at Hijikata. "Of course, I would be even happier if you could bring Mitsuba-san to Edo."
"Kondo-san, I want to go too." Sougo glared at Hijikata.
"No, Sougo." Kondo hooked his right arm around Sougo's neck, dragging him towards the outside. "You have other things to do tomorrow, don't run away!"
The protests of the dragged Sougo were all suppressed by Kondo Isao with a few words.
"You don't even think about running away, work seriously, or I'll drag you with me for a three-day tour of hell."
Hijikata watched the two of them quickly walk out the door, turn left, and disappear without a trace. He wanted to say something, but he didn't have the chance. He lowered his head and looked at the glass bottle in his hand, his expression complex.
Since Kondo-san didn't give him a chance to refuse, it meant that he had to do it now, not to mention...
Hijikata slowly clenched the glass bottle in his hand. He wouldn't trust anyone else with it. The only two people he'd trust were out of the question: one wouldn't go, and the other was already suppressed.
"What should I say when we meet? Hello? Long time no see?" He muttered to himself as he walked towards his room.
"Long time... Maybe I should bring a gift. What to give? Mayonnaise..." Hijikata shook his head violently. Mayonnaise was for him. Mitsuba seemed to like chili.
But giving chili as a gift... seemed a bit strange...
Lying in bed, Hijikata stared at the ceiling, his eyes wide, muttering incoherent words.
The moon rose and fell, and the sun began to climb, its golden rays piercing the thick clouds and spilling across the world, driving back the darkness.
Watching the sunlight slip through the crack in the door, Hijikata, his eyes bloodshot, slowly crawled out of bed. He folded the quilt and, swaying slightly, headed for the garage.
He hadn't slept all night, spending the entire time lost in thought. Hijikata still hadn't figured out what to say to Mitsuba, nor what gift to give, and the time for their meeting was getting closer and closer...
Driving the police car onto the road, Hijikata entered the group chat, deciding to seek outside assistance.
Hijikata Toshirou: "What kind of gift would make a woman happy?"
Tony Stark: "That's a great question. Let Uncle Tony... ugh—"
Hijikata Toshirou: "?"
Bucky: "Sorry, Tony got distracted on the battlefield and was swamped by a monster horde. He can't answer your question right now."
Tsunade: "[Grinning Face with Smiling Eyes][Grinning Face with Smiling Eyes][Grinning Face with Smiling Eyes] Hahaha..."
Kushina: "[Clapping Hands][Clapping Hands][Clapping Hands]"
Sougo: "You bastard, Hijikata..."
Uchiha Itachi: "[Lighting a candle] [Lighting a candle] [Lighting a candle]"
Watching the string of gloating faces in the group chat, Hijikata's lips twitched.
The person who answered my question doesn't seem to be very popular! One person in trouble, and the whole group is gloating.
Hmm? Wait a minute…
It seemed something strange had slipped into the gloating crowd. His wandering gaze suddenly locked onto a certain sentence.
"Sougo…" Hijikata was speechless.
Serino Douman: "So, what gifts should I give to please a girl?"
Looking at the message that suddenly popped up in the group chat, Hijikata was stunned. When did I…
Oh! It wasn't me who said that!
Tsunade: "Giving a girl what she likes will make her happy. For example, I love money. If you give me money, I'll be very happy."
Kushina: "Lady Tsunade…"
"I see…"
Serino Douman suddenly understood, frowning as he seriously recalled what Christe liked.
Sanitary pads, sanitary pads, sanitary pads…
A pack of sanitary pads uncontrollably surfaced in his mind, rapidly multiplying to fill every corner of his thoughts.
"Ugh—"
Serino Douman suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with the terror of a psychological trauma, clutching his chest and gasping for breath.
The good mood brought about by his first victory over Seimei immediately vanished.
But Douman didn't give up; if one path didn't work, he'd try another.
Serino Douman: "Besides the things you like? Is there anything that all women like..."
Hijikata Toshiro, with mayonnaise in his left brain and chili sauce in his right, agreed with this statement.
Tony Stark: "Of course, there is..."
Tsunade: "You're not dead yet! What a pity."
Tony Stark: "Heh heh! Your Uncle Tony isn't so easily killed, just a few monsters."
Hijikata Toshirou: "You're digressing. Please get back to the main topic..."
Tony Stark: "Main topic? Oh, what women like! There's a lot! Like money, cosmetics, pretty clothes..."
Serino Douman: "Thank you all for your advice. A small token of my gratitude."
Serino Douman: [Red Envelope]
Three seconds later...
[Serino Douman's red envelope has been completely claimed. Muyang is the lucky winner.]
Group members: "..."
The group owner is lurking...
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