"You’re a smart Kitten~ I like that." Leaning forward slightly and holding his hand out slightly. "Allow me to speak in a language you understand fully then." Lifting a hand up and tossing his fedora off to the side, Hazama Bursted off his ‘chains’ that restrained his true self as he laughed.
"Come on Bullet! Show me what you’re made of. Let’s have a good fight to get our frustration out alright?! I know you want to test your strength the great Hazama! No.. The powerful Yuki Terumi! You are one of few I have high hopes for~"
Hazama actually wanted to start a fight for a chance, why ? To test her abilities. He wouldn’t kill her. No , she was too valuable. Not to mention he could grow to respect her.
░🔥░ ❝ You sure were quick to lose your cool. ❞
Not that she was complaining, necessarily; his demeanor was unsettling, even she could admit that, but she was i t c h i n g to do what she did best. Talking would get nowhere, not with someone this unhinged —- in all honesty, she wasn’t that willing to talk with him to begin with.
Why he was so eager was of little concern to her. She would assume nothing, and underestimate him even less. Tanned digits tensed at her side, calloused from the throes of battle and ready to be put to good use.
❝ I don’t give a damn what your reasons are — just try & make this f u n for me, alright? ❞
Oh she was an interesting one, god he just couldn't take his eyes off the tomboy. She was just so perfect.. Perfect to slaughter and rip into pieces that is.. At least for now.
"Now then you should know fights are always made interesting with me~ Besides, what kind of bastard would I be if I went easy on you Bullet?" He asked before letting out a crazed laugh.
"Kya-ahahahaa! Now! Less talk! Let the blood between us mix at our feet! It will be beautiful~"
With that, Hazama quickly took out his knife and rushed towards Bullet, only to jump into the air and summon his Ouroboros to fling himself behind her so that he could sweep at her feet. Hoping to trip her up.
