enfangs | mineo.

[ . . . . he thinks back on every single video game he's ever played]

..... shit.

No wonder we struggled.

Yup. We fucked up, but it's really not much of a surprise.

[ . . . . ]

Yeah. We were pretty much set up to fail this time.

[which. he has so many feelings about.]

But it does mean that someone killed this week and can kill again.

Yeah. And now that the precedent's been set, it wouldn't be surprising if more people start doing it too.

[ . . . . .

there is

so much about this that he hates]

... are you gonna be able to keep yourself safe, White-kun?

... Huh? Why are you worrying about me?

Because I need to know who to be worried about.

[and he - does seem serious about this.]

I mean - it's never gonna completely go away. I know Endorsi-san's crazy strong and I'm still never gonna be comfortable until I see she's okay for myself.

But I need to know if you're sure enough that you can defend yourself that I worry less.

I'll make it easy for you, then—you can spare your worry for someone else.

[he tilts his head]

We're friends, so - no, not all of it's disappearing. You gotta stay safe or I'll kick your ass.

But if you're sure then.

[a scoff]

If someone actually manages to kill me, give them a medal, 'cause trust me, I don't make it easy.

[ . . . . he reaches out to nudge white's head roughly - not enough to hurt, but enough to show agitation]

Fuck off with that talk today, okay? It's not funny any day, but I'm especially not feeling it right now.

I'm serious.

Stay alive.