[Well, well. Looks like that banchō bastard was good for something after all.]
Oi, Shittymatsu, screw that guy. He sucks.
[His voice is raised plenty loud for all to hear. Bunching his fists into the folds of a dark, tattered coat, Ichimatsu hauls the Boogieman up by the collar, who flops bonelessly and emits a sound reminiscent of a long and sad oboe squeal.]
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Oi, Shittymatsu, screw that guy. He sucks.
[His voice is raised plenty loud for all to hear. Bunching his fists into the folds of a dark, tattered coat, Ichimatsu hauls the Boogieman up by the collar, who flops bonelessly and emits a sound reminiscent of a long and sad oboe squeal.]
This bastard... it's all his fault.