"Gintoki-kun... I've embarrassed you again."
"Meizi... When will you let the Holy Mother leave your body? It's really..." The silver-haired man helplessly rubbed his messy hair: "I am also a fool to be serious about you, a fool."
"But..." The delicate woman with long black hair looked a little worried and cautious, but she didn't see the flash of distress in the man's eyes.
"That's enough! Pregnant women just sit down for me."
This is really a short story...