[ ‼️ You… flick the daemon? You flick the daemon on the forehead? Rokurou’s expression scrunches back into something that can only be called petulant with lips pursed, brows furrowed, and cheeks a bit flushed.
He sulkily rubs his forehead where the crime took place. ]
Well, not right now.
[ He’s covered in blood and toilet paper! Of course he isn’t intimidating!!! This isn’t how he usually looks, at all!
No longer bleeding out with glass lodged in his forehead, he finally limps his way over to the bathroom to pee. He gives Natori a squint over his shoulder before closing the door, suspicious, ]
Can I piss, or are you gonna try to attack me when my pants are down?
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He sulkily rubs his forehead where the crime took place. ]
Well, not right now.
[ He’s covered in blood and toilet paper! Of course he isn’t intimidating!!! This isn’t how he usually looks, at all!
No longer bleeding out with glass lodged in his forehead, he finally limps his way over to the bathroom to pee. He gives Natori a squint over his shoulder before closing the door, suspicious, ]
Can I piss, or are you gonna try to attack me when my pants are down?