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Mafuyu Kurosaki

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[buncho]

[ Number three is such a shitty answer, Mafuyu feels justified in squinting up at him in disgust. ]

You should believe in yourself more! You're taller than me and... [ What else? She tries to think (not very hard) but quickly comes to the conclusion that haha, yeah, that's right, she is better than him in every other way. ] Well, that's it, but you shouldn't give up so easily either!

[sotenbori]

[oh shit...he knows that look....she's right tho.... it was a shitty reason]

I'm not a kid, I can't just go running all over town. [beat] Do you want me to just drive? We'll get there faster and you can get your pizza and cherry soda or whatever it was ya were talkin' about.

[buncho]

[ Mafuyu gives a long suffering sigh. ]

...Yeah, alright.

[ Out of the goodness of her heart, she will let him drive, only because he insists, not because she's dying for pizza and will murder if the cherry soda runs out. Hands back on Majima's back, she redirects him towards the parking lot. ]

But you know, when I turn sixty, or however old you are, I'm still going to be running around! You need to exercise or you'll get fat and your bones break down.

[sotenbori]

What the fuck, kid, I'm twenty-three --

[but he leads her to his car all the same. it's an audi that's a few years old now, but it was clearly a well loved and must've been pretty rad when it was new.

(crime doesn't pay kids don't do crime.)]

[buncho]

[ If he's 23 and complaining like a geriatric, she's even more worried for him. At seeing his car though, Mafuyu leaves his side and runs over to the front... to the wrong side. ]

Hey, how 'bout you let me drive? You can spot me!

[sotenbori]

[majima just walks over and grabs her by the collar to move her towards the door to the back seat. you chose this side now look where you end up]

Nah. Children don't get to touch Adrienne.

[thats...the name of the car.]

[buncho]

[ >O is the face Mafuyu makes at being pulled back. ]

Come on! How am I supposed to ride anyways if I can't touch Adrienne?

[ Why is that the name of his car? She's just going to roll with it, because the more important point is wanting to drive it and she will argue semantics for that right. ]

[sotenbori]

Do you want the cherry soda or not?

[he is going to just open the back door and help her get in i'm sure this doesn't look sketchy at all to innocent bystanders]

[buncho]

[ If the cops pull him over halfway to the pizza place, it's all on him. Gritting her teeth, Mafuyu contemplates for a moment whether raising a fuss would be worth missing out on the soda, but ultimately complies, sliding onto the backseat of the car... and then stepping right over the middle divider onto the passenger seat on the front. Pulls the seat belt over her chest and locks it in place. There. Can't kick her back now. ]

[sotenbori]

[majima just kind of glares at her. this is a nice car!! but doesn't press the point further. he sets her bag down on the backseat, actually taking care with her stuff and then gets in to drive. okay! off they go]

Damn, ya don't gotta look like I kicked your puppy. We're still goin' for pizza.

[buncho]

[ It's only because of the pizza that Mafuyu doesn't punch Majima on the shoulder very hard. Only slightly hard. Not enough to make him serve and crash before they even make it out of the parking lot, but enough to make her irritation known. ]

If you did that, I'd be a lot angrier! You threaten my dog again and it'll be your face next time.

[ How dare he suggest kicking sweet Chicken Nugget?? ]

Or— I'll let you off the hook if you teach me out to drive!

[sotenbori]

Hey! It's a fuckin' expression, I'm not threatenin' your dog.

[god?????]

[buncho]

Excuses.

[ She loves her dog, don't test her. ]

Come on, let me just be in charge of the gas pedal. Or the breaks! I'll even let you steer!

[sotenbori]

[he considers this for a long moment]

Tell ya what, kid, if you can beat me in a fight -- not now, don't try to fucking fight me while I'm driving -- you can drive my car.

[buncho]

[ The fact that he even considers it lmao ]

Deal! Which game do you want to play? I'll beat you in any of them!

[sotenbori]

Not in a game, a real fight.

[don't??? challenge young kids to fight??? on the other hand she did punch him]

[buncho]

......Like, knives or sumo wresting?

[ give her a scale here ]

[sotenbori]

[wow he thought you were a real punk]

Like with fists...?

[he's backing off he feels like maybe he misjudged her after all]

[buncho]

I can do that! [ She demonstrates by giving him a mock right hook to the arm. Hold onto that steering wheel, Majima. ] Same rules apply, right? No aiming for the face!

[ She has some honor in her fist fighting... mostly because bruised arms and legs can be hidden but missing teeth and bleeding noses is when teachers get called in. ]

[sotenbori]

[he feels that]

You're confident. I like that.

[buncho]

'Course I am! How could I lose to you?

[ She's already established in her mind that she's in every way better, and on top of that, she's got the motivation of getting to drive Adrienne. ]

No one goes into a fight thinking they're going to lose. Not against bears, not against grandpas.

[sotenbori]

[majima just laughs, honestly]

It's gonna make it that much worse on ya when you lose thinkin' I'm a grandpa.

[buncho]

You're like twice my age. [ mutters something about math but look, the important thing is ] You're old.

[sotenbori]

You don't look twelve to me.

[he hopes???????]

[buncho]

[ He could make a case for maturity, but no ]

I'm sixteen! That's what I'm saying, I can get a permit to drive now!