mitsuri: huh? i can't find tomioka-san anywhere...
iguro: said he quit being a hashira. now he's working on the streets.
himejima: such a poor, poor child. he thinks he wasn't worthy of this job.
mitsuri: ... that's actually really bad!
shinobu: *fake sobbing* he'll die out there... without a single friend to take him in or help him...
mitsuri: sh—shinobu-san! so you do care!
sanemi: bitch threw his sword to the ground and said he'd become a musician.
tokitou:
tokitou: excuse me what the fuck
mitsuri: so??? what's happened to him?
iguro: rengoku and uzui went looking for him.
sanemi: pretty sure the latter just went to a red light district or something.
tokitou: lolsame
shinobu:
tokitou:
sanemi:
shinobu: we're in the taishou era.
himejima: poor, poor child. have you gone back in time? are you from 2019?
iguro: i honestly cannot comprehend how exactly we were literally just supposed to stop talking after checking in on giyuu.
mitsuri: well, that's how it always happens in these books. especially with the serva—
rengoku: WE FOUND HIM!
uzui, lagging behind: man, he's absolutely nuts. *dumps a sack infront of him*
shinobu: shinazugawa-san, tokitou-kun, please apologize to him for accusing him of ditching the quest for the whores.
tokitou: i'm absolutely sorry for thinking you'd go hoes before bros.
sanemi:
sanemi: yeah, that.
uzui: it's fine, so long as i made a flamboyant entrance~
uzui, thinking: well... actually, i found him near my favorite whorehouse. don't get me wrong, my wife is a friend of theirs and i need to deliver some hand cream from time to t—
himejima: please, let us get to the point before this goes further out of character.
rengoku: i have absolutely no idea what this all means, but i agree! let us ask tomioka (is it -kun or -san im confused, he died so soon i barely remember anything about h— ah oops spoilers— yes—) about his odd endeavors.
sanemi: *yanks giyuu out of the sack* so? the fuck you thinking?
giyuu:
sanemi:
giyuu:
sanemi: seems like this bitch won't talk. *raises fist to punch the shit out of giyuu*
mitsuri: wait, shinazugawa-san—
shinobu: so? what were you doing out there, giyuu-san?
ps, i don't fucking know what they even call each other, please educate me in the comments.
giyuu:
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