[Fuyuhiko stiffens, eyes going wide and once again blazing with rage. Short though he may be, that jab didn't go over his head. He reaches up, grabbing hold of Hajime's collar so that he can pull her down to eye level.]
You got a death wish or something, bitch? Call me short one more time, and your little finger's gonna be the only part of you that makes it back home.
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You got a death wish or something, bitch? Call me short one more time, and your little finger's gonna be the only part of you that makes it back home.