[ Look, this is— a lot. And Okuyasu would like to think that maybe, in some ways, he's a little harder to fool now than he was a year ago. But other parts of him got weaker, or that's how he knows his big brother would have classified that stuff — Okuyasu's heart feels softer. There's room for more people in it now.
And this...hurts. It's not fair. How come Nishiki ended up being yet another bad guy? Okuyasu's staring down at his clenched fists while he listens. It's a tension that never dissipates but which changes a bit as Nishiki keeps talking. He'd already kinda implied that these were bad people that he killed.
Okuyasu basically helped kill a bad person last summer, even if no one he was working with ended up having to dish out the killing blow. Fate or whatever took care of that.
He's scowling so hard his jaw aches. He feels the eyes on him when Nishiki turns around, and he can't resist looking up and returning the stare for long. 'They're not all like you - they're not all kind.' Those words settle in Okuyasu's own throat and ache. ] W-- With your name--
What, so you had...bad people working for you? [ He takes a second to look at all the clues and then spits out, unbalanced, ] Well duh dude, you work for a fucking gang!
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And this...hurts. It's not fair. How come Nishiki ended up being yet another bad guy? Okuyasu's staring down at his clenched fists while he listens. It's a tension that never dissipates but which changes a bit as Nishiki keeps talking. He'd already kinda implied that these were bad people that he killed.
Okuyasu basically helped kill a bad person last summer, even if no one he was working with ended up having to dish out the killing blow. Fate or whatever took care of that.
He's scowling so hard his jaw aches. He feels the eyes on him when Nishiki turns around, and he can't resist looking up and returning the stare for long. 'They're not all like you - they're not all kind.' Those words settle in Okuyasu's own throat and ache. ] W-- With your name--
What, so you had...bad people working for you? [ He takes a second to look at all the clues and then spits out, unbalanced, ] Well duh dude, you work for a fucking gang!