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Shizuo’s response, in fact, made Celty have moreover a worried expression for her friend. She shyly looked down at her PDA and typed rapidly as smoke emitted from her fingertips.
「 You mean your bones are hard as steel from breaking them so much? Yeah, Shizuo, be more careful with yourself. You aren’t a superhuman or inhuman, even.」
Even though she was the inhuman one out of the two. But Shizuo made her feel like human.
「 You’re even gonna kill yourself one day. And it’s not gonna be your favorite person that kills you. 」
Shortly after the blond had read the PDA, he gave a soft heartfelt laugh as he responded, “Celty, you’re getting the wrong idea.” And then almost immediately, his carefree manner boiled with aggression. “The damn flea will be the dead one first, be sure to get that right. Okay? I ain’t gonna die until he’s six feet in the fucking soil. And I’m gonna make sure that happens.” Without even thinking, he had just remembered that Celty went through a certain broker to collect cash from jobs that she had to do. Slowly calming down from his short-term aggression, he parted his lips and spoke in a soft gentle tone once more, “Ah. Sorry if I rubbed on ya the wrong way. I just want him fucking dead. Ever since I saw him alive for the first time.”
Shizuo in front of her seemed rather... Aggravated. In once in a blue moon has this usually occurred. How should she play this out? Holding her PDA in position and had her fingertips stiff, the dullahan started off with a gentle approach.
「 Shizuo. 」
She released a slight black huff of smoke from underneath her helmet as the transporter continued to type in a rather fast speed as she was trying to get a point across equivalent to how the ex-bartender got his point across. But with typing.
「 You act like I don’t know this. You want him dead, I know. But you shouldn’t overexert yourself. If you’re weak, you’re never gonna achieve that you want to achieve. Remember that. 」











