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"Bodyguard". That's a fucking joke. Tachibana could destroy everyone in here without breaking a sweat. No, Oda's more of an accessory. A status symbol, like a fancy watch or a pretty girl on your arm. Oda is the brutish thug who stands by Tachibana's side and shoots glares at anyone who comes too close.
Everyone looks straight past Oda. Some bodyguard. He might as well not be here at all.
Then the time comes. Tachibana murmurs in Oda's ear. He tires of this place. His business is accomplished. Would Oda escort Tachibana back to his apartment?
Oda quite eagerly complies.