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At the bottom of this particular window was the edge of the port, meaning they would land in the saltwater below unless they managed to redirect their fall towards the side of the building. The inferno was crackling from behind, and Atsushi could feel the heat tickling his back grow more and more intense with each passing second.
“Okay, we’re using Rashomon to get down, right?” It was a rhetorical question, of course.
“What? No. I’ve used Rashomon enough today. Use the Beast to get us down.” Atsushi briefly shifted his gaze towards the mafioso beside him, crisp, golden eyes narrowing at his response.
“Rashomon doesn’t rip your clothes to shreds! Just use your Ability!”
A wheezing cough left Akutagawa’s pale lips, “I said no!”
“Akutagawa, we don’t have time for arguing! C’mon, just—”
“Jinko!—”
Atsushi felt embers dance across the back of his shirt, and without warning, he locked arms with his partner and leapt from the windowsill, Akutagawa falling right behind him.
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Taking care of Akutagawa is a chore. It's even worse when you're falling for the guy, quite literally.