[ Whatever Yusuke thinks about the idol industry (spoiler: that it's more interested in packaging human beings as products than it is with art), it's different when he actually knows the person. He's feeling lighter, faster...but wasn't there supposed to be healing qualities? He can't copy it if he can't see it, so he's going to have to get hurt.
He's already near lightning fast, but Hajime's song only enhances that when he gets up and zips to the kitchen and back, so quickly the singer might not even notice, except now his audience of one is holding a kitchen knife.
And slicing his arm open with it.
Yusuke's face twists in a wince, but he's quiet, his other hand forming a barrier near the cut to try (and fail to) prevent any blood from dripping on the floor. ]
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He's already near lightning fast, but Hajime's song only enhances that when he gets up and zips to the kitchen and back, so quickly the singer might not even notice, except now his audience of one is holding a kitchen knife.
And slicing his arm open with it.
Yusuke's face twists in a wince, but he's quiet, his other hand forming a barrier near the cut to try (and fail to) prevent any blood from dripping on the floor. ]