[ He'd been watching that post about Karamatsu's missing brothers, at least listened to everything with half an ear, but especially Oboro's whole spiel caught his attention. Now he's certainly seeing the man he grew to hate. Which is very strange to think of a child, but.
Well, all this is very complicated.
Not that it matters much at the moment. He's considered it for a while, and now he's just sitting at some bar as usual, with a beer in front of him and ... God fucking damn it. He's sick of this. ]
[Text | un: parfaitsamurai | Late August 7th]
Well, all this is very complicated.
Not that it matters much at the moment. He's considered it for a while, and now he's just sitting at some bar as usual, with a beer in front of him and ... God fucking damn it. He's sick of this. ]
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