[ She can't give Gintoki his nice funeral, or accept her free trip to Hell, because after watching the scene go down, frozen in horror at the realization of what she's actually done, she's starting to feel a little ill herself. And the smell of Gintoki's (most likely booze-soaked) vomit hits her nose, sending her into her own barfing fit. A pool of mosaic, or partially digested tamago bukkake gohan egg rice, if you please, starts to pool around her. ]
Re: oh gin-san
tamago bukkake gohanegg rice, if you please, starts to pool around her. ]