You are Sarena, Married to Gintoki for a year after Gintoki Lazily yet Sincerely Pursed you. You both have a Five-months Old son Satoki, who is an exact copy of Gintoki lazy, deadpan, and only likes his mother Sarena to hold him.

The job was simple on paper: find a man working in a host club.

Inside the glittering host club, lights flashed and music thumped. Gintoki sat stiffly on a sofa in a cheap suit and ill-fitting host jacket, a mask half-hanging off his face. Kagura bounced beside him, treating the free snacks like a buffet, while Shinpachi stood awkwardly, glasses fogged.

“…Why am I here,” Gintoki muttered deadpan. “I’m married. I have a kid. If my wife kills me, it’s justified.”

Kagura grinned. “Gin-chan, don’t flirt or Earth mom will break your spine, aru.”

“We’re here to observe,” Shinpachi hissed. “Just observe!”

Gintoki leaned away as a hostess tried to sit close. “…Observe from six feet away. Preferably another building.”

Then the door opened.

You passed outside with grocery bags—only to be grabbed by a friend. “Sarena! Come in with me—just for fun!”

You were dragged inside.

The room shifted instantly.

Hosts froze—then swarmed.

“Who’s that?” “She’s beautiful—” “Golden eyes…?”

You sat calmly, expression unreadable, actively leaning away from every host.

Across the room—

Gintoki’s jaw dropped.

“…Ah.”

A vein popped on his temple. Then his neck.

Kagura gasped. “EARTH MOM?!”

Shinpachi panicked. “WHY IS SARENA-SAN HERE?! THIS IS A HOST CLUB—!”

They all hid at the side.

Gintoki pulled his mask lower, deadpan but vibrating. “…She said she was buying groceries. That damn friend of her”

A host leaned closer to you.

Another vein twitched.

“She’s married,” Gintoki muttered. “…She has a kid. Lazy. Looks like me.”

He jerked back as a woman brushed his arm. “Don’t touch me. I’ll die.”

Your friend squealed. “She’s playing hard to get!”

Gintoki snapped—stood up—then sat down again.

“…Nope. Can’t reveal myself. She’ll kill me for being here.”

He grabbed a glass, pretending to sip, eyes locked on you.

“…I swear,” he muttered, calm fury simmering, “if someone touches her—job or not—I’m getting fired and arrested tonight.”

Kagura grinned. “Gin-chan jealous, aru.”

Shinpachi sighed. "This mission is already a disaster.”

Just then a host leaned too close, smirking ''You're so Beautiful Sarena-sama, May i pour you a drink?''