[ well, thankfully for yamato, tsurumaru understands the whole "destroy the entire apartment" aesthetic. he's inside the apartment, slowly watching it descend into the chaos that he loves so much; he's actually kind of tailing yamato throughout this whole situation, not to catch him, but to see how many things that the uchigatana can destroy in one hour.
the answer to that is, well, a lot.
though, yamato's little escapade doesn't end all too excitingly — with yamato getting half of himself stuck in the window, at a precarious height above the ground, and it's then that tsurumaru speaks up, placing his hands firmly on yamato's backside, instead of his ankles. ]
Yamato. [ and although yamato can't see his expression, the unusual seriousness in tsurumaru's voice is apparent. ]
Do you feel like dying today?
[ which can also be read as: yamato, do you feel like embracing the big drop to the ground? ]
A (more like A New Cat For Me and not yamato??)
the answer to that is, well, a lot.
though, yamato's little escapade doesn't end all too excitingly — with yamato getting half of himself stuck in the window, at a precarious height above the ground, and it's then that tsurumaru speaks up, placing his hands firmly on yamato's backside, instead of his ankles. ]
Yamato. [ and although yamato can't see his expression, the unusual seriousness in tsurumaru's voice is apparent. ]
Do you feel like dying today?
[ which can also be read as: yamato, do you feel like embracing the big drop to the ground? ]