[. . . and then, rather suddenly, he pops out of his seat and leans across the table, fingers immediately going for Akechi's neck in a SURPRISE TICKLE ATTACK]
[since he is pretty sure this is the only way the task is getting done, judging by the death glare he just got]
-- mind out of the gutter! That's not what I meant by favor!
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[since he is pretty sure this is the only way the task is getting done, judging by the death glare he just got]
-- mind out of the gutter! That's not what I meant by favor!