He wasn’t easy to admit that, but he wasn’t feeling well at all.
His head was pounding something fierce and nausea was a constant
companion, but it was his back and shoulder that hurt him the most.
The Bludger had done its job and that coupled with cushioning
Takasugi from hitting the stands had put Gintoki in a bad way. He’d
do it again given the chance, of course, but he was certainly paying
Gintoki was surprised Kondo hadn’t called for a timeout or
challenged the referee for some kind of penalty, but Gintoki assumed
there was a reason for that. The match was back in progress and
Gintoki was even more determined to be a nuisance. Gryffindor was
down by twenty points and while he knew the Snitch was the most
important thing, he couldn’t just abandon everything else he was
doing to seek it out. He was stuck, in a way, and that was becoming
more and more of a frustration for him.