Soldier of Despair

But anyhow, nice to see ya too Mukuro-chan! How’s it been going?

Going? It's been... busy. Preoccupied with the usual work. Sorry I haven't been around, much. How've you been, though? 

"I’m going to stab you if you don’t stop you little ignorant solider."

"...Okay, Junko. Sorry."

"Anyways, yo, name’s Souda Kazuichi, Super High School Level Mechanic! If ya need anythin’ feel free ta ask. Unless it’s a way off the island cause then I’ll just have ta tell ya good luck tryin’."

"In any case, my name is Ikusaba Mukuro. Pleased to make your acquaintance."

By にゃんごろべい

I can hardly begin to start with the offenses regarding truancy and dress code, but the blatant disregard for conduct that’s most apparent is yer fuckin’ inability to tell the goddamn time.  It’s way past curfew, punks!  Get back to your room or I’ll cover you in detention slips ‘til you bleed to death from all the paper cuts.

I hate to disappoint, but I've got some errands to run, so I don't think I'll be returning to my room any time soon. Please do your best not to burst into tears at the very thought of all the rules I may be breaking.

  Oops! My bad. I thought I mistook you for my brother, really. And your name is…?

In any case, I am Mukuro Ikusaba. And you are...?

…Oh. And some other guy. Still, that’s pretty cool. And a hello to you all!

...Either way, it's nice to see you, Junko. It's been a while.

えのしまい

"So many people, hello!"

"Oh-- Junko. Hey. I'm... surprised to see you, to say the least."

"….My joke was worse, I’m sorry."

"That was... bad. I'm kind of embarrassed and I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that, for both of our sakes. Thanks for trying, though. It did make me feel a little better about my sense of humour."

"Good girl and anytime, Sis. Don’t literally take it to heart though… Damn it! That only happened once when I just started modeling! Mascara is deadly for amateurs!”

"A scandal to top all scandals."

"I….I’m not going to m-melt…I’m just surprised to see you…t-that’s all."

"...Nevermind that. Let me try this again: good evening."

"Same looks, same build, same hairstyle… and I bet you have a knife hidden in your jacket, as well."

"You're slacking."

"E-Evening, Ikusaba!! H-How are you?!"

"I'd ask how you are, but it's very clear that you are uncomfortable in the way you're shaking. Should I avert my eyes so you don't melt?"

"The usual huh? Well don’t get shot out on the battlefield is all I can say in this position."

"Yeah, I didn't really plan on it. Thanks for the advice, though. I'll try to take it to heart. ...Oh, I guess I should be concerned, too, ah... Try not to stab yourself in the eye while applying your mascara, I guess."

"H…Hello~ I…I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little surprised to see one of you."

"...Oh. I suppose I should greet you, shouldn't I? Good evening, Asahina."

"It’s kind of funny that the trend is broken up by a URL that claims not to be another passing trend, though…"

"I guess you are me after all then, huh. Hey."