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"Now then..." exclaimed Baji, spitting at the ground, disgusted by his opponents before him. "Fifty guys from the first division... versus me!!"
He placed his hairband in his mouth and ran his hands through his silky black locks. He collected hair from each side, trying to collect it into a ponytail.
"Fuck... why wont it fucking gather"
Bumps formed under his fingers, he attempted to smooth them out. He tried to tie his hair but then...
"B-baji-san... y-you missed some" Chifuyu muttered, wondering if he should've said anything at all.
"Do you think I give a fuck-"
Baji heard the Toman guys laughing at him. Frustrated, he tried once more to tie his hair. He didn't realise how fucking long it took. He finally managed to form some semblance of a ponytail... now all that was left was to tie it. He looped the hairband over his hair twice, not realising this wasn't tight enough. His hair sagged like an old lady's tits. Baji's anger was now visible as he tried to tighten the updo. His face was turning a shade of crimson, his eyebrows furrowing. The image of this ripped kid struggling to tie his hair made everyone but Matsuno Chifuyu laugh. After struggling for a good five minutes, he succeeded. Relieved, he went to beat up-
"B-baji-san you have a bump"
Baji paused and turned to face the scared-looking boy in front of him.
"What the fuck did you just say, Chifuyu"
"I said you-"
"I know what you fucking said!! I was trying to have my cool anime moment but it didn't work..." Baji whimpered, tears flowing out of his eyes.
He fell to his knees and started sobbing, making everyone in Toman extremely uncomfortable. Chifuyu ran over to him and comforted him, rubbing his back.
"Is everything ok, Baji-san?"
"No, I got fucking stabbed and no-one called an ambulance"
"W-what?" Chifuyu mumbled, confused.
"Takemitchy, take care of Mikey for me"
Baji stopped breathing.
"BAJI-SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN" Chifuyu cried. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH"