[PRIVATE | text to Hibari Kyouya | (backdated) week 19 day 2 | 妖々跋扈]

[fakehumanity]

[Now that yesterday's excitement (of which we will never speak again) is in the past, Mukuro suddenly finds himself in need of a way to let out excess aggression. As it happens, he has been formulating a plan ever since the latest round of high-priced bounties were released to the public

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[resigns]

[ When the message arrives, Hibari ignores it.

For hours.

Six of them, to be precise. Because Hibari has better things to do than a) help Mukuro with anything, b) answer him, and c) even think about him. So he spends his entire day as he has for the last three; fighting monsters and people. Collecting money. And generally doing nothing at all productive. It's only when Hibari feels as though he has accomplished nothing in his day that he answers.

Because whenever he does fight Mukuro and manages to dislocate, break, or tear something of his, his day always feels a bit fuller, and Hibari walks away even more satisfied. So, where does that leave him?

Answering the message, of course.

Hibari has taken up residence in a tree, reclining on a rather large branch, Hibird resting on his knee and whistling out an unfamiliar song. He types without hesitation, not really paying much mind to what he's actually writing, and simply gives a general reply. One he knows Mukuro should expect by now. ]Ｏｎｌｙ　ｉｆ　ｂｙ　ａｓｓｉｓｔｉｎｇ　ｙｏｕ　ｗｅｒｅ　ｗａｎｔｉｎｇ　ｍｅ　ｔｏ

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[fakehumanity]

[And here Mukuro had been briefly concerned that he would need to go and track Kyouya down, and wouldn't that have been an adventure in itself? But of course eventually Kyouya must tire of whatever Mukuro-free mundanities he occupies himself with.]

Not quite, I'm afraid.

There will be killing involved, though.

I thought I would do you a favor and invite you along, since you've been so terribly helpful lately.

[Why no, Mukuro doesn't intend to ever let you live down planning to bust him out of Vendicare. But you probably weren't expecting him to, were you?]