Yusuke, drunk off his ass and flirting: Kurama, your hair is so smooth and beautiful. I wanna smooooooccchh.
Kurama, giggling softly and running his hand through Yusuke's unstyled hair: Thank you. Your hair is beautiful too. You should grow it.
Karasu: Kurama, your hair is so smo-
Kurama: I will make fertilizer out of your rotting flesh.















