[ Nishikiyama doesn't trust Kazama, and there's nothing more to be said to him. As the man's back becomes smaller the further he walks away, Nishikiyama feels like spitting at it. Scoffing. He's fidgety when Mine finally appears, unpocketing a cigarette and sticking it between his lips. The cage goes down.
And naturally, of course he'd be going up against the Kazama Family. Nishikiyama had perhaps unknowingly jinxed it with his snarky remark from earlier. Even at this distance, he sees that Mine's back is finished, colorful and becoming of a yakuza; done within two weeks, in obsessive multi-hour sessions. Nishikiyama wouldn't be shocked if the skin were still sore.
As for Mine's opponent, he isn't sure of him. A completely unfamiliar party. Kazama had always been so secretive. Both Nishikiyama and Kiryu had in actuality only known a few of his men, so Nishikiyama doesn't know if the stranger is strong. His stomach tightens while the metal rails lock in place below. A roar goes up around him, and the match's starting point is blared through the speakers. Nishikiyama stays both quiet and still while this happensβ wondering what Mine feels and thinks now. Is he still so brave? It's too late to rewind from this. Nishikiyama can't remove him from the ring he'd so desperately wanted to fight in. Should he have resisted the suggestion more?
Uncertainty stewing, his gaze moves to Kazama, who's now a mere figure in the distance sitting beside Kashiwagi. ]
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And naturally, of course he'd be going up against the Kazama Family. Nishikiyama had perhaps unknowingly jinxed it with his snarky remark from earlier. Even at this distance, he sees that Mine's back is finished, colorful and becoming of a yakuza; done within two weeks, in obsessive multi-hour sessions. Nishikiyama wouldn't be shocked if the skin were still sore.
As for Mine's opponent, he isn't sure of him. A completely unfamiliar party. Kazama had always been so secretive. Both Nishikiyama and Kiryu had in actuality only known a few of his men, so Nishikiyama doesn't know if the stranger is strong. His stomach tightens while the metal rails lock in place below. A roar goes up around him, and the match's starting point is blared through the speakers. Nishikiyama stays both quiet and still while this happensβ wondering what Mine feels and thinks now. Is he still so brave? It's too late to rewind from this. Nishikiyama can't remove him from the ring he'd so desperately wanted to fight in. Should he have resisted the suggestion more?
Uncertainty stewing, his gaze moves to Kazama, who's now a mere figure in the distance sitting beside Kashiwagi. ]