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Neito held his fingers out like scissors and brought them down on his left palm. He smirked at Kaminari and tapped his finger twice on his lower lip before spreading both hands and shaking them like a sad mime doing half hearted jazz hands.
“What the hell, dude?” Kaminari finally exclaimed.
And his eyes glazed over.
“Kaminari-pii, pretty please say ‘Monoma Neito is infinitely superior to me and I forfeit this match.’”
Kaminari’s flat voice repeated Neito’s words. “Monoma Neito is infinitely superior to me and I forfeit this match.”
“Kaminari forfeits! Monoma wins the match!”
Neito smirked, walking up to Kaminari and flicking him between the eyes.
Kaminari blinked, shaking his head awake.
“I said, 'Loser says what.'” Neito told Kaminari with smug sweetness as he repeated the signs from earlier. "My boyfriend gave me a kiss for luck before the match. Are you surprised that was all I needed to beat a simpleton like you?"
"You're a dick," Kaminari replied, eyes glazing over a second time.