HYPMIC!

toya's doing sports in a miserable attempt as you can see from his scrapes and bruises and rui told him to stop because he just imagined what akito would say if he saw toya full of bruises LOL

Akito: kamishiro-senpai, what exactly are you doing to MY toya?

Rosho is THE MOST important member of Dotsuitare Hoppo (DH).

This isn’t bias towards Rosho or anything, he’s actually not my favorite member of the group. However, I feel like his role, and what he adds to DH goes really under appreciated.

Rosho is a relatively normal guy surrounded by extreme characters. While Rei is off doing morally ambiguous supervillain stuff, and Sasura is avoiding his insane situationships, Rosho is there to ground the group.

I believe that without Rosho, DH would get too absurd, even by Hypmic standards. Rosho makes Sasura feel more real through their complex relationship, and is the character who is most responsible for Rei opening up. 

(Because Sasura’s avoidant *ss would never have pushed Rei without Rosho’s influence)

As much as I like Rei and Sasura, they would be insufferable without Rosho there to bring the group together.

I love that Americans are known for complimenting strangers. I love that we fry everything, and that we do it well. I love 12-foot-high plastic Halloween skeletons in people’s yards and tacky Christmas lights that stay up too long. I love that we are an unabashedly goofy people.

I love bluegrass music. I love stepping. I love that there are always folklorico dancers in my town’s Mardi Gras parade. I love that my town has a Mardi Gras parade, even though most people here aren’t Catholic or French and didn’t grow up with any kind of Carnivale tradition. I love that if "Livin On A Prayer" comes on a pizzeria, at least one person at each table won't be able to stop themselves from singing along. I love that the middle school gym shakes to the rafters when families cheer for THEIR baby finishing eighth grade and that they bring balloons and bouquets and flower garlands to celebrate.

I love the 80 year old couple at our local No Kings protest. I love all the little kids there with their families, too. I love the brass band that always shows up at protests here and plays old union songs and gospel music. I cry like a damn baby every time I hear “Lift Ev’ry Voice and Sing.”