[Creak. Creak. Creak. His slow, sleepy footsteps probably weren't helping things. He nearly tripped over a few of the foxes that had been shooed away, too. Finally he came to a stop in front of Gintoki's room and slid the door open, although he would just end up looking like a dark figure whose red eyes resembled not only the foxes' eyes, but the eyes of the shinki who had attacked him not that long ago.]
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[Creak. Creak. Creak. His slow, sleepy footsteps probably weren't helping things. He nearly tripped over a few of the foxes that had been shooed away, too. Finally he came to a stop in front of Gintoki's room and slid the door open, although he would just end up looking like a dark figure whose red eyes resembled not only the foxes' eyes, but the eyes of the shinki who had attacked him not that long ago.]