Kiryu watched Majima escort the not so gentle men out of the club, slight surprise at seeing the cute Yuki hand a bat to Majima last second. He looked away. He was oddly good at remaining still when he was idle. Slow breathing, relaxed posture, stoic demeanor. Never betraying the thoughts within him.
Even when he didn't want to be still. His eyes darted back to the entrance. Barely a minute had passed. Plenty of time for a quick fight. It was probably already over with. Kiryu couldn't sit still anymore.
Without dismissing his calm exterior, Kiryu stood up from the table and walked swiftly for the front entrance. He ignored everyone along the way, determined to get outside and see what had occurred. He had a feeling that the manager of this establishment could handle himself just fine and yet-- If anything had happened to Majima...
He burst out of the front doors and stood outside, gaze sweeping the area to find Majima and the thugs that thought they could interrupt this nice business.
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Even when he didn't want to be still. His eyes darted back to the entrance. Barely a minute had passed. Plenty of time for a quick fight. It was probably already over with. Kiryu couldn't sit still anymore.
Without dismissing his calm exterior, Kiryu stood up from the table and walked swiftly for the front entrance. He ignored everyone along the way, determined to get outside and see what had occurred. He had a feeling that the manager of this establishment could handle himself just fine and yet-- If anything had happened to Majima...
He burst out of the front doors and stood outside, gaze sweeping the area to find Majima and the thugs that thought they could interrupt this nice business.