[ thankfully, the comment from the question is enough that ichiro's able to rip his arm out of the shadow's grip. he's left staring at samatoki's face on the other end, adrenaline still high--and really, he's getting tired of getting caught in these stupid situations--but maybe, begrudgingly, a little grateful.
nevermind, samatoki sucks. he makes a "tch" noise and turns his head away. the mature thing to do here would be to just hang up the stupid phone, but he's still got a shadow around his ankle and he'd doesn't want to piss it off any worse.
...so. ] Unlike you, I've got morals. There's no point in shady shit when I can just take you in a fight on my own time, and I'm not going to kill someone, either, even if you deserve it.
[ that's yakuza shit. that's delinquent shit. that's the life ichiro left behind, and the life he never has to go back for again, because he saw something better for himself, grabbed hold of it with both hands, and never looked back. ]
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nevermind, samatoki sucks. he makes a "tch" noise and turns his head away. the mature thing to do here would be to just hang up the stupid phone, but he's still got a shadow around his ankle and he'd doesn't want to piss it off any worse.
...so. ] Unlike you, I've got morals. There's no point in shady shit when I can just take you in a fight on my own time, and I'm not going to kill someone, either, even if you deserve it.
[ that's yakuza shit. that's delinquent shit. that's the life ichiro left behind, and the life he never has to go back for again, because he saw something better for himself, grabbed hold of it with both hands, and never looked back. ]