Slowly he approached the stranger, his commando mask was pushed wide in his face and his black hoodie wrapped around while he walked among the people in the busy street. He didn't know the male whom was busy with his phone, when suddenly the gun, hidden by his sleeve, was pressed against the strangers side. "Greetings from the king." he suddenly grabbed the males phone, right out of his fingers, then rushing back before he turned and started to run. The phone being dropped under his jacket.
Tsuzuku had been minding his business, tapping away on his phone to a rather important contact of his when he felt the gun pressed into his side, a hiss escaped the demon as he’d genuinely been caught off guard by the weapon, the only people in Tokyo that owned guns were common thieves and Yakuza, or so he rationalised, in mere moments his phone was taking from his hands and the other was escaping.
His mind flashed to the comment the other had made and he tried to piece together who exactly could have sent this thug to steal his phone, nonetheless he needed it back, there were people in that device that he could not let the other see.
His tugged his hoodie a little lower before he was sprinting after the thief, having an easy enough time keeping track of him even amongst the sea of common people, and Tsuzuku was slowly gaining ground, catching up not too far behind him.
@fest-haru
