[There are people whose faces pop into Nagiri's mind immediately, but he shakes his head to shake them out of his mind. He can't keep relying on them. And in a body like this, with his legs gone, there's no way that a certain annoying cop wouldn't fuss over him and try to bring him home to look after him... No, it's better if he leaves their life, both for him and them. Even if a certain pathetic mangaka would procrastinate himself out of a job without Nagiri as his assistant, even if a certain round creature might cry- Oh, fuck no! No, he can't risk Roundo crying because he misses Nagiri. That little armadillo is everything that's good in this world.
Nagiri grits his teeth. Fuck it. He'd rather die than get fussed over like a pet, but making Roundo cry is worse than dying.]
Tch... [Nagiri knocks his forehead into Bucky's shoulder lightly, before forcing himself to talk.] Kei Kantarou, a cop that lives in Shin-Yokohama...
[He's going to regret this. He's going to regret this, for sure...]
[did not expect him to talk himself into this]
Nagiri grits his teeth. Fuck it. He'd rather die than get fussed over like a pet, but making Roundo cry is worse than dying.]
Tch... [Nagiri knocks his forehead into Bucky's shoulder lightly, before forcing himself to talk.] Kei Kantarou, a cop that lives in Shin-Yokohama...
[He's going to regret this. He's going to regret this, for sure...]