God damn high school rules.
"Hah, well geez, that's heckin' disappointing." Yojo said, feigning a smile as he rubbed the back of his head. Internally though, the boy felt an intense frustration as he stood there in front of Kon. Why couldn't he bet let to fight? Why did being a student have to get in the way of all the dangerous things that he felt alive doing? A long and internal groan filled the boy's mind. Well, it was worth asking, at least he could still see grown men try to pummel each other like any civilized society would.
"What were you going to say?" He asked, curious enough to want to hear more. Actually, the more he thought of it, the more there was to learn about the enigmatic announcer. "Konpeitō, that's Japanese. My grandmother is from Kyoto so I feel like I have to ask." He said with a small nod.
"Hah, well geez, that's heckin' disappointing." Yojo said, feigning a smile as he rubbed the back of his head. Internally though, the boy felt an intense frustration as he stood there in front of Kon. Why couldn't he bet let to fight? Why did being a student have to get in the way of all the dangerous things that he felt alive doing? A long and internal groan filled the boy's mind. Well, it was worth asking, at least he could still see grown men try to pummel each other like any civilized society would.
"What were you going to say?" He asked, curious enough to want to hear more. Actually, the more he thought of it, the more there was to learn about the enigmatic announcer. "Konpeitō, that's Japanese. My grandmother is from Kyoto so I feel like I have to ask." He said with a small nod.