Syo sucked his teeth, watching Reiji in a fit of laughter at his explantion of the question he was asked.
“it means being tough! and i got that whole thing down. being a man! Reiji get off my back before i hit you!” he wouldn’t really hurt Reiji, he just needed something to scare him off. Syo was manly enough he hope.
“That’s all it is? Being tough?” There’s feigned curiosity and confusion laced in his words, feeling more amusement than anything from just how irritated the violinist was just from a simple and seemingly innocent question. Oh, Syo-tan was a fun one.
Hit him? He can hardly take those words seriously and he chuckles, raising his hands up in a ‘surrender’ position. “I give, I give! Syo-tan, don’t hit me. It’s not very nice to hit a senpai, you know?” His words are playful, but there’s an underlying bitterness at the very tip that he won’t ever acknowledge.
