[Unlike Sanae, Gintoki doesn't appear to feel even a little bad for asking a goddess to waste a miracle on something like cleaning. After all, why waste a good thing? He wasn't quite willing to part ways with her just yet; it was almost like having a genie or something. And didn't even need to rub a lamp or anything.

Even though he'd been given powers as a god, he's started to feel a bit cheated. Why couldn't he be a miracle god, huh? ]

I-it's true, I was thinking about cleaning. But it was more like, I was thinking about how I could avoid cleaning anything.

[He'll confess that much.]

Seriously, if I were you I'd never lift a finger again. You could wish all of your favorite things into your room and never have to go anywhere.

[When did he become so useless.]