[The mask comes off and Majima finds himself facing someone who actually doesn't look that much younger than himself, a smirk on his face as blue eyes scan over him for a few seconds. A pale, thick scar runs from the bottom of his eye down to his chin and for a moment he sizes Majima up before rolling his wrists and his neck to prepare.]
This stays between you and me though. [The demasking, he means. He doesn't give a fuck if Majima tells people they fought.]
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This stays between you and me though. [The demasking, he means. He doesn't give a fuck if Majima tells people they fought.]