[ to put it frankly, shouichi was used to hearing ridiculous things. and ridiculous things coming from someone who looked like... marx, was it? he couldn't help but automatically assume were lies.

his suspicion is only marked further at his next response, and he flashes raised-eyebrow looks of unease to both joshua and shizuo.

also, you're all wrong.
but for the record, he barely sleeps and plays the guitar. ] It wasn't. Though I apologize for not paying much attention earlier.

[ there's obvious tension in the room and shouichi wonders how long it might take before someone throws a punch. or a chair. ]

Perhaps this game doesn't suit the current circumstances...