"Heh. Hey bro."
"Keyanna ain’t the club type, y’know that…. And stop callin’ ‘er kitty cat. Her name’s Natsumi. Why the fuck is she out there with him? Stupid girl…" He leaned back on the couch, rubbing his forehead with his finger tips. What was he to do? "Hmm… Well, I ain’t had shit to drink so I could go down. What are they doin’? They fightin’ ‘r anythin’?"
So the wolf man had no idea where his fiancee was. Alright, not Bankotsu's problem. "A couple of the men would beg ta differ but whatever lets ya sleep at night," he was quick to change the subject. "They don't look like fightin, kinda flirting if ya ask me. Or shes gonna eat him."
"...Literally not figuratively."








