A hand rises to the spot as Masaomi blinks stupidly up at the fortissimo of Ikebukuro. It actually hurts, which is more than can be said for any normal flick, but it's rather anti-climactic for Heiwajima.
Isn't he going to throw him across town or something? Break every bone in his body?
...
Was he hoping for that?]
R-Right. Sorry.
[He hastily rubs at the spot before dropping his hand to his side, still confused and feeling no less restricted now that Heiwajima's let go of him.]
Wasn't expecting to see any familiar faces, let alone...
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Heiwajima Shizuo just flicked his forehead.
A hand rises to the spot as Masaomi blinks stupidly up at the fortissimo of Ikebukuro. It actually hurts, which is more than can be said for any normal flick, but it's rather anti-climactic for Heiwajima.
Isn't he going to throw him across town or something? Break every bone in his body?
...
Was he hoping for that?]
R-Right. Sorry.
[He hastily rubs at the spot before dropping his hand to his side, still confused and feeling no less restricted now that Heiwajima's let go of him.]
Wasn't expecting to see any familiar faces, let alone...
[And he leaves it at that.]