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he tilted his head，〝 I’ve got plenty of nerve. Enough to turn stupid into inevitable.〞
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won.〝 You call it stupid. I call it fun. 〞
his fingers flexed once，slow，before dangling loose again at his side.〝 Doesn’t matter if it’s a giant, a crowd, or the whole damn JAA. You hit the right spot, you don’t need numbers. Just nerve.〞
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he didn’t retreat； he flowed. the tire ripped the air apart as it spun past，but his body slid aside in a sharp，effortless sway，like a shadow slipping out of reach. dust and fragments burst behind him，showering sparks off twisted metal，
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His gaze never wavered. A scrutiny of every move, the tension of his muscles and how they sprang into action, the demeanor as if this were a daily occurrence. Sakamoto denied this thought, but times were changing .. he never refuted it.
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〝 Hate to break it to you, pops, …that’s me. 〞
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planted his feet was anything but ——— balanced，ready，like a spring dressed up in laziness. he rolled his neck once，then let his eyes drag over sakamoto. 〝 You’re looking for the guy stirrin’ up all that noise with the JAA, yeah? 〞
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he rose from the couch in little to no rush，brushing dust from his sleeve like opposition's entrance had only mildly inconvenienced him. console remained abandoned in the cushion， screen black. his movements were loose，casual，but the way he
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It was silent. Burrowing through crates, and rummages metals. The sounds that a scurrying opossum would make. It persisted, every groan of rust or hinge creaks making the night tighten like a drawn bow. Then, it stopped. A huff finally emitted, suddenly——
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shoulders remain loose，but the tilt of his head betrayed a flicker of awareness. one finger hovered over the button a second too long before he resumed. eyes cut toward the door，sharp beneath the droop of his lashes，like a predator -
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A muted thud rattled the doorframe, or wherever the entrance of the hideout was. Not loud to seem hostile, but the silence afterward was unnerving, and carried a heavy weight.
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leaned back，console resting easy in his hands，eyes half ——— lidded. he's playing without urgency，almost lazy，but the smirk tugging at his lips showed he’s winning all the same.
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