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Shiro Kawabata & Akane Himura

Akane didn't even flinch in response to the numbing sensation at her cheek. She maintained the air of vexation and control to a consummate degree. Her gaze rotated to level with Kosuke's without any recognition for the height gap, and then fell unto the bag and ascended from it just as quickly. There was a brief pause to give adequate time for how Akane would react. The end result was her narrowing her eyebrows while giving the good samaritan a verbal jab, "You say that after you press a freezing can to my face?" The girl hissed. Though she was truly grateful for Kosuke practically risking his life when the White Guild was concerned, the girl just couldn't give thanks without wrangling out a morsel of struggle, "But I respect the sentiment and will take you up on that offer. There's no backing out now." A faint smile surfaced for a split moment, only to be submerged beneath the return of her former, uncompassionate expression. "Ah, yes, yours was definitely one of the more difficult to replicate. Well, I can't deny you have good taste, unlike some people..." She shot a glaze through Shiro's nondescript outfit, devoid of any noteworthy accentuation. The kind of setup one would find at a generic men's fashion store. "Though I guess referring to him as a person is giving him too much credit."

Shiro looked like he about to retort, but decided it was best to let it go, signified by a deep sigh of surrender. The kid suddenly raised an eyebrow and whirled over to face Jiro, "Wait, did you say 'yet'? Dude, I unconditionally entrusted you with my first born-Implying somebody will actually marry him~"I KNEW YOU WERE GOING TO GO THERE DAMMIT." The student stopped himself from barreling into an exchange, knowing fully well he would lose, and inhaled deeply. "Welp, anyways, we proudly salute you Kosuke for risking your life, even with the full knowledge of the danger that is the draining sight of Eris in a maid outfit." A chill ran down Shiro's spine. The feeling could only be remedied by a chillier beverage, which he chugged in one go, "ALRIGHT! I'm invigorated all of a sudden! Holy crap, I can taste the capitalism with every drop! GJ, White Guild!" Was it kind of ironic they were quenching their thirsts with goods of the enemy? Naw. It was the enemy's blood. Now that's a perfect justification.

"N'ways, looks like everybody's about here. Don't worry if you're getting cold feet. Just go out there and break a leg! N-not really. Please. No more medical bills, we've already had too many as of late." An uneasy laugh left Shiro's lips while Akane motioned for Kosuke to offer his assistance concerning the can. She could at least hold it, but opening it was a different story. Shiro leaned over to Asahi and flashed his iconic, impish smile, "Well Asahi, buddy, pal, friendo, ready to knock the socks off of some scrubs and make DGO great again?" He gave his comrade a gentle pat and fixed his jacket, ready to not fail miserably onstage.

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