Gintoki X Reader - 18+ Smut??? (contains weird ass kinky shit) 😳🥵🥴😩🍆💦

You felt sad.

"Ughhhhh...," you groaned as you opened your eyes. Back on the bench you are. Lying there, facing the sky. You felt cold. There's water on you. Looking around, you realised that it snowed. Shivering, you stood up. And you heard a crack. It was that when your muscles are sore and you didn't sleep well last night kind of crack. You walked towards a 7-11. Searching in your sleeves, you found a 300 yen coin. So you bought a Onigiri and a Pocari. You decided to eat it on a tree in the park. "The wind feels nice," you thought, while taking a bite of the Onigiri. "Ah, it's so relaxing... is this what it's like being a anime character?"

Slowly, you dozed off. "Oi, brat! Come down! Or I'll fine you!" A random policeman shouted. Startled, you fell from the tree and got permanent brain damage. Now you can't remember who you are, what you are, and why you exist. In the end, you curled up into a ball and cried silently in a corner, while repeatedly muttering a quote from a famous Japanese Novelist, "I'm sorry for being born." You cried yourself to sleep in the small and dark alleyway.

You opened your eyes and found yourself in a white void. Suddenly, a person approached you. "You, you're Her, aren't you?" It croaked.

"Huh...? Her? No. I'm not Her. I'm a She. I like Shes, it sounds more feminine and cute. More moe you know?" You laughed. "So, where am I?"

"You, I knew it. The prophecy was true!" The person giggled. It started to laugh maniacally. But it choked on its own saliva. It coughed and coughed. It's last words were, "Hweckk!! Kack!! H-hel-KKEK!! HEACKK!! KOUGKKK!! HWAEKK!! UHGK!!" And it died. You kicked it in the ribs twice.

"Cheh, what a waste of my time," you scorned.

You woke up, surrounded by bags of rubbish. Ah you are back to sleeping in the trash, I see. Good. It's considered an honour for a dirty scum like you. You sat up, looking down at your hands. You felt sad. You wanted to go home, but you didn't know how. You don't  know how this world works. How Edo works. You have only watched until episode 54. you only know a bit about the final arc thingy. You just admire Gintoki a little. Not too much. Actually, you write fanfic. But that's beside the point. You don't know anything about the place you are in. Your eyeballs are sweating. It's sweating a lot. Water rolled down your cheeks. You just wanted attention. You knew that you didn't go through any hardship, but still, you wanted someone to console you. Your eyeballs sweated so much that you started to shout for it to stop. Even your nose started to sweat.

"Ara, what are you doing here?" A voice called out from the alley's exit.

Slowly, you see a figure walking towards you. It called out to you again. This time, you can hear that it's a woman. The click of wooden sandals getting louder in every step she took. Then, you saw her face. Otae stood before you, eyes filled with a mixture of concern and disgust. The disgust was more of the obvious emotion.

"Oh my, what happened to you?" She asked, covering her mouth in worry.

"Ah, I-," you said before getting interrupted by her again.

"Come! Let's go to my house to wash all that dirt off!" She decided, pulling you up by your hand.

Surprised, you followed her back to her father's dojo, or to be exact, her home. She pushed you into the bathroom and told you to bathe 'til you were clean. The sparkly type. So you did as you were told. You first showered yourself clean before entering the bathtub which was just the right temperature. You sighed. Looking up at the ceiling, your eyes sweated once again. This time not from sadness but from happiness. You were touched by just a single act of kindness. "You're weak.' You muttered. Holding your breath, you let your whole body sink and let the sweat flow through the water, instead on your face. You didn't want to lose your honour.

After the bath, you exited the bathroom in a towel. Otae had already prepared a kimono for you. You smiled. You didn't know how to wear a kimono. You started to panic. "Oh no," you thought. "Oh no." Wrapping yourself once again, you stepped out of the main bathroom doors.

Like this.

Then you saw him.