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Ryouko stood in front of Kiiros, strangely, confused. The punch was enough for him, though. They didn't need to fight here. It was just a stupid misunderstanding. 

"Enough."

Ryouko spoke, his voice low, as the blood around his wrist uncoiled, like strands of hair, seeming to be sharp. "There is no reason to exchange blows that I've heard. If you don't like each other, deal with it. Fighting is pointless."

His eyes were narrowed, bloodshot, as he spoke. He eyed the three of them, Kiiros over his shoulder of course. Honestly. What did they want to accomplish with this?