Hakuba wanted to curse, to kick, and to punch Kaito right now. This was not funny, he wasn’t enjoying this at all. Kuroba knew how he felt about these things, or at least, knew about his mysophobia, and yet here he was, leaning in closer; taunting him. It made Hakuba angry, it made him want to physically harm the other. But Hakuba wasn’t a fan of violence, and so he wouldn’t lash out at the other.
Instead he tried to duck under his arm, wanting to be free of the trap Kuroba had set for him.
“That’s enough Kuroba-san.”
Kaito let Hakuba go under his arm to escape, watching him for a minute before sighing again and letting his arms fall back to his sides, a look of disappointment flashing across his face.
“…You really can’t do anything outside of your head, can you? Plans, research, knowing what to say… Those won’t help if something unexpected happens, you know.”
He turned to continue down the hallway, not bothering to check if the other would come or not.
“One person tries to attack you, and you’d be useless….”
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