[ Bandou's finally freed from Shouhei's clutches and gives the guy a hard punch in the arm when he says, 'San-chan looks funny all dressed up and without his hat and glasses!"
Meanwhile, Mikoto takes a drag from his cigarette then slowly breathes out a trail of smoke.
"Is that so?" He answers Eric in his usual monotone voice; intimidating yet hard to decipher.
Hearing his king speak, Bandou finally turns back towards the others. ]
I told this idiot he should come talk to you or there'd be nothing left of him. I don't think he's a bad guy.
[ The Red King takes another drag before crushing the cigarette butt under his shoe. He approaches Eric, seemingly towering over him despite only a few inches difference in height between the two of them. ]
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Meanwhile, Mikoto takes a drag from his cigarette then slowly breathes out a trail of smoke.
"Is that so?" He answers Eric in his usual monotone voice; intimidating yet hard to decipher.
Hearing his king speak, Bandou finally turns back towards the others. ]
I told this idiot he should come talk to you or there'd be nothing left of him. I don't think he's a bad guy.
[ The Red King takes another drag before crushing the cigarette butt under his shoe. He approaches Eric, seemingly towering over him despite only a few inches difference in height between the two of them. ]