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Balmung groaned, scratching the back of his neck as he browsed through the Root Town. It was getting to be pretty late for him, but he vividly recalled taking the late shifts off the hands of the other administrators. Just like me, he thought, spitting the words at himself. Figures he goes against his new code of going to bed early. Thankfully though, there weren’t too many players online. 

“--Make sure you don’t fool around with anything else,” he lightly scolded a couple of mischievous players. It was something small; just a couple of young players shouting swears, but after the third derogatory term used, Balmung had to step in. Didn’t want language like that becoming commonplace in [The World]. 

Still, he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was about to happen. Rounding the corner carefully, he did just about that, stopping short a few paces before an unassuming player. “Oh goodness I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to almost run into you like that.”

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Tokio looked up, quite a bit paler than usual as he stared for a moment. “… Oh! Tsukasa?”

The surprise in his voice was obvious, the nineteen-year-old looking a little off-guard seeing Tsukasa again.. Then again, he was back in the time of when he should have been fourteen, so he could see Kite… Throwing the thought-process off to the side, he glanced down to the heavy bleeding. “… It’s nothing. It’ll be fine.”

A lie, but what else could he say? That he was a double-ware? That… That he could be in and out of the game at will? No… But he couldn’t quite tell the other the truth, at this point in time. He didn’t know is Tsukasa would believe him then, either… “It’s just a scratch, it’ll heal up in time.”

He waved it off, his body littered in scars to anyone who gave more than just a cursory glance at him. No one would know just how well-built the tribal grappler was, especially with the fact he always wore his hoodie, tried to keep the ‘mysterious’ vibe CC Corp. gave him. Of course, in the back of his mind, he had a feeling Tsukasa wouldn’t believe this… It was still worth the try of lying.

He’s lying, and it doesn’t take a genius to understand that much. They were similar in this world, even if he’d gotten to keep his general appearance (and physical self) from the offline world in this one. Damages to their appearances may be superficial and not felt by others, but between them, they could feel it as it were outside this world. 

He knows because he knows how it was to be hurt in the real world. It was the same as this. Maybe one couldn’t die (and stay dead, seeing as Tsukasa had already ‘died’ before) in this world, but he knows how it feels. He vaguely remembers hearing himself scream. 

But, he doesn’t argue with Tokio. He doesn’t see the point in it while the other was like this. Never mind the excessive effort he would have to put if he dares to try. 

“Keep still.”

Tsukasa doesn’t bother waiting for a response, calling up the skill.

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