"Aw, I was never really one for plain shaved ice as a kid..."
Gintoki sat on a stair in his new tall ice castle with a cold meal in cold weather of chopped ice on an ice dish with a side of ice cubes and some shaved ice for dessert. A truly diverse meal only one of the highest standing may eat.
He sighed quietly to himself.
"I wonder how Edo's doing. Did those two get everything together for me? Oh, but maybe Zura got better and is helping them. Then again..."
The silver haired King shoveled a handful of ice cubes into his mouth and chewed it with a loud crunch.
"Those bratsh are probabwy doin' the shtupidesht action right now, knowin' 'em."