#choosefuture

hajime feels the other’s quick punch at his arm, hand moving upward quickly to rub at the possible growing bruise as he laughed slightly. he had become well accoustmed to the other’s ways since they had woken from the simulation. his lips quirk upward.

“ what was that for, fuyu? “

an eyebrow raise as it seems to have lightened his mood a bit. working through the lines and lines of code that the neo world program having dimmed it prior to the other’s approach.

♛  @choosefuture

“Call me ‘fuyu’ again and I’ll give that other arm a go.” 

But his lighthearted tone, along with his playful grin greatly diminished the power and potential of his threat. 

In actuality, he was very happy his frrrr-....ahem, friend had given him a nickname--  albeit he thought it was a bland one, but it came from a genuine place so he really couldn’t care less--  and the ultimate yakuza just had to dish out that tough guy front to distract from feeling embarrassed- from feeling too chummy ya’ know.

“How’s it going.” He gestures towards the computer with his chin. Just looking at the lines of code irritated him because he couldn’t understand the nerdy tech stuff very well. Best to leave it to Hajime... 

│⚙️│ “While I may indeed be ‘sharp’ and ‘pointy’, I can’t be blamed if you weren’t paying attention to where you were walking!”

Despite his words suggesting that he was aware of his quite uncomfortable exterior, Kiibo still appeared quite annoyed that the sharper parts of his armour had hurt Hajime. Of course, he didn’t feel blame for the other crashing into him in the first place, but bumping into one another should only be a mild inconvenience, not a source of pain and injury!

Pursing his lips somewhat, the robot’s internals whirred slightly louder as he forcefully exhaled warm air from his nose, much like a human would do if they were expressing aggravation.