MM Trial | Makoto | You Know What... [Re: Masato, ATTN: Mikio]
“You know who else says “comrade”, Masato-chan? Literally any shitty villian on this planet. You’re pulling all of this entirely subjective bullshit out of you ass without even thinking about the implications of things. Jesus… I was on board when you said you had information on our mastermind. I’m not just going to stand here and let’s you mindlessly fling shit at someone else. Keep your grudge contained to our side please and think.“
It was shockingly nasty as it came out of Makoto’s mouth. Shocking to everyone who hadn’t been dead and seen her rage against Wakana a bit ago. Still… Having said her piece, she strolled carefully around the bodies of the living and settled into her place at Mikio’s side. Again, another shocking thing for anyone who hand’t been seeing the pair of them dead together. As usual, she carefully linked her arm with Mikio’s, clutching at the fabric of his sleeve and trying her best to mask whatever vitriol she still longed to sling at Masato.
"Mmmm.. Mikio. I-I’m sure he’ll be okay. Really. Hyun-min-kun at least… He wouldn’t let anything happen to him okay? Just… mmm. Please don’t…. be upset.”













