"—Hey!"
Neku snapped the spray can he'd been holding back into his pocket at the sight of the Reaper standing near Hachiko. There was no mistaking that face. That was the same guy that had practically thrown him out of the way yesterday, and probably the same person who had painted over his tag just now, too.
His movements were quick, and before Rhyme could even persuade him out of the action, Neku was already charging after the guy, ready to swing a punch.










