Six days later, Gintoki leaves the casino with empty pockets. "Fuck, I'm broke!" He sighed, then took out his phone. "No problem. I will send Kagura and Shinpachi to do a job while I take a nap." As Gintoki walks down the road, Sonata comes out of the Supermarket holding a few bags. She looked both ways, then took notice of Gintoki, the jackass that lives above Otose's Bar. She was going to walk away, but she needed to know where he got his hair dye. She turns around and walks over.

"Kintoki, right?" He turns around. "The fuck you called me?" He stares at Sonata. "That's not your name?" She asked. "Hell no! And who are you talking to?"

"You, you ass."

"If that old hag sent you to collect the rent. Tell that wench Kagura ate it."

"I have no clue who Kagura is. That's not why I'm here."

"Oh, and you are?" She looks him up and down. "You don't remember me?"

"No. AHHH!" Gintoki screamed when she slapped him on the chest. "You remember me now?" He scowls at her while rubbing his chest. "You fucking heifer. You're that woman who touched my balls in Otose's shack."

"It was to teach you a lesson. I did not enjoy it." He rolled his eyes. "Whatever, Miss ball-fondler." She pokes his forehead. "Do not call me that." He rolls his eyes again. "Whatever, next time, watch where you put your hands. You almost crack my nuts."

"A man like you. I'm pretty sure you don't use your balls anyway. Your balls are not for playing with!"

"You don't know what I do with my nuts."

"I don't give a fuck about your balls. You got thrown out of the casino, did you?"

"Mind your business. Miss ball-fondler." She groans. "You have one more time to call me that." He grins. "Or what? What are you going to do?" When she raises her hand, Gintoki shields his chest. "Chill!" She smiles. "That's what I thought." Gintoki walks away. "Hey, wait." Sonata adjusts the bags in her hand as she follows him. He stops, then turns around. "What now?"

"I don't know my way around here."

"Not my problem. Buy a map."

"Motherfucker! I'm talking to you! Just listen. I don't know Edo well, so before I leave. I will like to enjoy the city. Can you show me around?" Gintoki turns around with his finger up his nose. "Me?"

"No, the fucking silver wig on your head. Of course you."

"Shut up. My hair is not the wig." She walks over to him. "May I?" He nods. She ran her fingers through his hair. "It's soft. I like the color. What dye did you use?"

"It's my natural color."

"You're lying." She yanks his head over to her face so she can look closely at his hair. "Be easy!" He said. "Shut up. Holy shit! Your hair is silver down to the root. Who the fuck are your parents?" He shrugs. "No idea. So when you find out, let me know." Sonata releases him. When he looks up, their eyes are locked. Sonata smiles as Gintoki looks away. "Ah..."

"Yeah?"

"Ah... Achoo!"

"Oh my god! You nasty motherfucker!" Sonata wipes her face. "What's your problem?"

"You sneezed in my face!"

"You knew I was going to sneeze. Don't stand so close to me."

"Next time, warn me! You said Ah! I thought you were going to speak."

"Ah as in achoo. Duh..."

"Whatever! Just cover your mouth next time." Gintoki laugh. "Alright. Look, I'll show you around, Edo. Since you are so desperate to be around me."

"Correction, desperate to know my way around Edo. Not desperate for you."

"Okay, Miss ball-fondler. AHHH!" Gintoki screamed while holding his chest again. "I warned you." He hissed. "Fucking bitch. You touched my balls and my chest. You can not keep your hands off me." She scoffed. "Said the guy who tried to squeeze my ass." He rolled his eyes. "For the last time. I was checking for my wallet."

"With what money do your brokeass have? Look, I only want to be around you so you can show me around, Edo. And I like your hair. Not your ugly face."

"And what are you? Not a fucking beauty queen, that's for sure."

"Fuck you, but listen to me. I'm serious." She closes the space between them, then caresses his face. "I like your hair." Sonata smile. Gintoki stares at her without looking away. He unlocked a new emotion, and this feeling is suspicious and just not natural at the same time. Sonata, a simple woman, actually wants to spend time with him. And she likes his hair color? No fucking away. He called her a ball fondler, and she still wants to hang out? Why?! He doesn't believe it. What does she want?

"Is this a trap?" He asked. "What do you mean?"

"Are you an undercover escort that throws themselves at men then at the end of the date? Charge them for your time?" She scowls at him. THE DISRESPECT! "Motherfucker! I am not a hooker!"

"Okay! I understand. Just relax." She shakes her head. "How fucking dare you? I asked because I want to hang out with someone cool." Gintoki stare at her like, what? "Hold it. Did you just-"

"Yes, I said it. I think you're cool."

"Oh, I already to know that. But why do you think I'm cool? You don't know me." She nods. "That's true. I know nothing about you. I mean, look at you. Ugh…" Gintoki rolls his eyes. "Oh, please. Lady, you're far from beautiful yourself." She laughs. "I don't care what you say. I want to have fun." He looks at her. "Alright. Just to let you know, I'm not rich. I don't know what you're looking for, so don't expect anything fancy."

"I don't expect anything luxurious. I know you are broke. I have no clue, but I think I can have fun with you. And I'm not rich either."

"What? Bye." She grabs him. "Too late. So before I leave Edo. Show me a good time." Sonata smile. Gintoki rubs the back of his head, then laugh a little. "Alright, but I gotta charge you."

"What? Charge? Now you sound like a hooker."

"Hey, I own a business so as a Yorozuya, I need to get paid." Sonata sigh. "Alright, I respect the hustle. But if I don't enjoy myself. I'm not paying you."

"Trust me. You will." Gin walks away. "Hey. You drink?" Sonata takes out a bottle of wine. Gintoki shrugs. "It's not something stronger, but it will do. Hand it here." He decided to hold her bags as they walk down the road. "Thank you. What is your name again?" She asked. "Gintoki." She nods. "Yours?"

"Sonata."

"What kind of Japanese car name is that?" She laughs. "It's not a car name."