[Once Homerun King pounces, Ichimatsu jumps back a little, surrendering the bag and snatching his hand away in surprise. Nubby teeth or no, those were definitely predator reflexes - he could've lost a finger or two there. The rats on this archipelago are big enough to fight back against even Pachinko sometimes, but maybe he was too quick to dismiss an actual dragon, even if it's still a baby.]
[More importantly... Ichimatsu stares as Homerun King tears into the package, plastic and everything. Well, if he was that ravenous after all, then it's probably a good thing that he didn't seem interested in eating them. It's safe to assume they're off the menu - at least until he gets bigger, probably.]
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[More importantly... Ichimatsu stares as Homerun King tears into the package, plastic and everything. Well, if he was that ravenous after all, then it's probably a good thing that he didn't seem interested in eating them. It's safe to assume they're off the menu - at least until he gets bigger, probably.]
[Plastic, though??]
Ah... scary. He really is Jyushimatsu's son, huh.