“Please, help me. I’m hurt.”
The last thing he expected to find was a familiar face when he was walking down the street at night ---- mostly after scaring off some shady guys (probably Fighting Dogs or something, these were really the filthiest); the headband, really?!
Kneeling down, he checked him up quickly, only finding bruises and no open stab wounds -- it didn’t help that he felt rather... uneasy. It was one thing getting injured himself, or seeing his gang mates taking a beating from others -- but a regular guy who had nothing to do with these kinds of things? It was grotesque, almost.
“You sure have dangerous acquaintances, sho...” He tried to brighten the mood as he chuckled awkwardly as ever, moving the man onto his feet and throwing his arm around his shoulder, bending down some, to be more suitable for the smaller’s size. “Do you want me to take you to a hospital, o-or do you think we can patch you up at home?! I mean... do you think you got stabbed? I didn’t see anything but bruises...” The man was a drama queen and really whiny ---- it wouldn’t surprise him to get frightened like that and in the end he was simply decked a few times. But it didn’t change that he felt quite angered and upset about this situation. Was it Yuusuke’s fault? Was that someone from Yasutomo’s gang to take it out on the guy for revealing a little too much to someone who was not in their gang?! Somehow... this really made the guy feel sick to the stomach.















