[It was the sound of something crashing that caught Izumo's attention the moment he came back from the back of the bar after taking a phone call. He usually didn't mind leaving the others alone, knowing they knew enough not to do anything while he was out for the few minutes.
Unfortunately, it seemed that the few minutes he was gone was enough to have one of them break something.
Freezing in place, Izumo's eyes zeroed in on the entrance leading to the kitchen, the sound of glass shattering echoing in his ears. He blinked once, twice, and then made his way into the kitchen, somewhat praying his mind was only playing tricks on him.
Only to find out it wasn't, and he's seeing Bandou hastily cleaning the mess with his hat, and Izumo takes the moment to see the damage.
And he is not happy, so he clears his throat loud enough to make his presence known.]
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Unfortunately, it seemed that the few minutes he was gone was enough to have one of them break something.
Freezing in place, Izumo's eyes zeroed in on the entrance leading to the kitchen, the sound of glass shattering echoing in his ears. He blinked once, twice, and then made his way into the kitchen, somewhat praying his mind was only playing tricks on him.
Only to find out it wasn't, and he's seeing Bandou hastily cleaning the mess with his hat, and Izumo takes the moment to see the damage.
And he is not happy, so he clears his throat loud enough to make his presence known.]