Lily was in the middle of some sword training when she noticed her familiar ‘gray haired friend. “Ah, Gin-San!” She stopped, smiling a bit at him. But she failed to notice until last minute that he didn’t have a shirt on, which caused the heat to rise to her cheeks and she couldn’t help but stare.
"…You’re hot." She states a little too bluntly.
It was hot, too hot, to be working like this. What kind of slave driver would let his workers chop wood in this heat?! Gintoki had to remove his shirt to keep it from getting soaked with sweat. He let his yukata hang off his hips as he continued, until he heard the comment from the little lady. With a smirk, he replied, “Thanks. You’re not so bad yourself.” He winked as he leaned on his axe with a smirk.