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[color=a187be][u][b]Shinjiro Karasawa[/b][/u][/color]

[color=a187be]"I mean,"[/color] he began to reply, with a grin that would have looked only slightly less at home on a shark. [color=a187be]"I don't see a [i]problem[/i] with tryin' it. Call it community service, yeah?"[/color]

He rolled his class-stiffened neck, loosing small cricks in it that had bothered him ever since English class. To tell the whole truth, honest truth, and nothing but the truth, the reward was a secondary concern to our literally hotblooded hero. He was more than happy to give it the old college try even if the incentives they'd spoken of were for solely academic achievements. There was a certain thrill to hunting down bad dudes and giving them the business that he'd learned to thrive off of.

The amount of run-ins he'd actually had with Judgement after shaking down a purse snatcher spoke to that.

And that time he had to catch a man who had tried to foolishly hide in Tokiwadai, and make then his own subsequent escape from the gaggle pissed off rich snobs that lived there after he'd refused to let them bust his "common ruffian" balls.

And all those times back in Tokyo or New York where he'd gotten into detention or some such for picking fights. 

[color=a187be][i]Zero-tolerance, my ass. I ain't standing for shitheads acting like they're above reproach.[/i][/color]

[color=a187be]"Say Hat-chan, how much are you scheduled for tonight?"[/color] he asked, by now very aware of the myriad part-time jobs the girl held. [color=a187be]"I'm thinkin' of doing a little [i]'investigative work'[/i]."[/color]

By which the notoriously rowdy grape-haired esper could only mean "snoop around after hours and see if we can't find the guy trying it again".

But that could be left up to interpretation when within the earshot of the faculty.

[color=a187be]"You want in?"[/color]