[At least, not angry like that. Angry at some villain who has wronged his friends that he can just take down and wash his hands of? Sure, although he still doesn't get this angry. But this...this has no purpose, there's no villain to fight, and it has nothing to do with his friends. This is purely because of his own feelings, and that's dangerous.
He glances up when Fubuki pulls out the cards and his fingers dig into his ankles again, although it's more from excitement than anger this time. He's not sure how good of a distraction that's going to be, but he's rarely wanted to beat someone at something more in his entire life than he does right now.]
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[At least, not angry like that. Angry at some villain who has wronged his friends that he can just take down and wash his hands of? Sure, although he still doesn't get this angry. But this...this has no purpose, there's no villain to fight, and it has nothing to do with his friends. This is purely because of his own feelings, and that's dangerous.
He glances up when Fubuki pulls out the cards and his fingers dig into his ankles again, although it's more from excitement than anger this time. He's not sure how good of a distraction that's going to be, but he's rarely wanted to beat someone at something more in his entire life than he does right now.]
What did you have in mind?