[ It would be treason, wouldn't it? But, luckily, rules only matter in this world of theirs if they are not strong enough to remake them; Abo had followed the rules rather well, after all, and look where it has gotten him.
Takasugi's shoulders shake again. Half-hiding his smirk behind his hand as he takes a drag from his cigarette, he blows the smoke out in Kamui's direction. Not exactly at his face, no, but enough to hint towards Takasugi's own lack of care about those supposed rules. ]
What do you think I'm suggesting? [ His head cocks to the side, smirk widening. ]
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Takasugi's shoulders shake again. Half-hiding his smirk behind his hand as he takes a drag from his cigarette, he blows the smoke out in Kamui's direction. Not exactly at his face, no, but enough to hint towards Takasugi's own lack of care about those supposed rules. ]
What do you think I'm suggesting? [ His head cocks to the side, smirk widening. ]
China Brawler-san.