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[unknownrival]

[At first, there's no picture. All that can be seen is a blank screen. However, Issei starts to speak.]

Do you know the festival Ryuujin Matsuri? The dragon god of Fuyuki's river Miongawa rampaged many, many years ago. A traveling monk prayed for three days and three nights. At the end of that, the dragon was converted to Buddhism. The monk joined Ryudoji Temple, and the dragon god taught judo to the monks there.

Myself, I prefer karate.

[Finally a picture appears. It's the hallway of Issei's school. Issei is standing calmly over another male teenager, who is lying on the ground groaning in pain.]

And that's why you're on the floor right now. Hm, that festival is coming up, isn't it? I should be preparing...

((Before anyone gets on my case, him being skilled at karate is obscure, just-translated for me canon. Sob.))

Comments

[material_guy]

I've invited you to my place before. I was completely hospitable.

[stripping.livejournal.com]

You were a huge jerk about it, making fun of me.

[material_guy]

But I gave you juice and told everyone not to attack you before you showed up.

[stripping.livejournal.com]

Thank you. You're not invited.

[material_guy]

Then there was that time I let you come over to play with everyone when you were a kid. I wasn't mean at all that time.

[stripping.livejournal.com]

I was a child.

[material_guy]

And?

[stripping.livejournal.com]

Everyone is nice to children except the truly despicable.

[material_guy]

I think you lump me in with those kindsa people most of the time. Besides, I don't have any special soft spot for kids, you know.

[stripping.livejournal.com]

You should.