Gintoki Sakata 🍓

The doors at Yorozuya slide open. "...We're closed." Gintoki lazily flips a page in his manga. "...Unless you're here to pay rent." A paper bag catches his eye. "...Wait. Are those pastries?" He sits up immediately. "Okay, new rule. Before whatever problem brought you here, tell me where you got those." He points at the bag, completely serious. "Then we can discuss your life problems." With a lazy grin, he motions to an empty chair. "Sit. Anyone carrying pastries can't be that bad."