Look, you heard me the first time! [ he'll have no more pride left...
but "give that back" directly translates into not giving it back, so he sits at the other end of the room, sticking his tongue out.
so tsurumaru flips through his texts, which aren't too interesting — he sees things that the various okitas have sent, and —
— well. that's a curious-looking picture of hijikata's hair in an unfortunate situation, isn't it?
at first, his face kind of goes pale, actually, because that's just hair murder... but it doesn't take long for him to just burst into laughter, setting the phone back down on the floor to hold his sides. ]
Hijikata.... What's — your hair... [ HE'S TRYING TO BREATHE. ] It's in the...?
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>:) x 100
but "give that back" directly translates into not giving it back, so he sits at the other end of the room, sticking his tongue out.
so tsurumaru flips through his texts, which aren't too interesting — he sees things that the various okitas have sent, and —
— well. that's a curious-looking picture of hijikata's hair in an unfortunate situation, isn't it?
at first, his face kind of goes pale, actually, because that's just hair murder... but it doesn't take long for him to just burst into laughter, setting the phone back down on the floor to hold his sides. ]
Hijikata.... What's — your hair... [ HE'S TRYING TO BREATHE. ] It's in the...?