[Oh, but this one is still going. As little Ranpo runs up to Fukuzawa -- the real Ranpo is cut off by the sound of his smaller self being slapped across the face, hard enough to send the glasses on his face flying. And Fukuzawa starts yelling -- yelling so hard he's practically shaking.
"Calculation!? You knew I'd make it in time!? What was that pointing in your face when I arrived just now!? A gun, that's what!" "I--" "There is no such thing as 'for sure' in this world! If it took me even a second too long to realize what had happened-- a second too late getting here-- you would have been killed!" "B-But... I knew... I knew you would come--" "No, you just wanted to demonstrate what you can do! You're free to flaunt your gift-- but you have to stop gambling with your life! You're still-- you're still just a kid!"
Ranpo reaches up and presses a hand over his cheek. Fukuzawa's expression quickly shifts. As large tears begin to roll down his cheeks, Fukuzawa reaches out to pat his head -- prompting Ranpo to cling to him, sobbing as he apologizes over and over again.]
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"Calculation!? You knew I'd make it in time!? What was that pointing in your face when I arrived just now!? A gun, that's what!"
"I--"
"There is no such thing as 'for sure' in this world! If it took me even a second too long to realize what had happened-- a second too late getting here-- you would have been killed!"
"B-But... I knew... I knew you would come--"
"No, you just wanted to demonstrate what you can do! You're free to flaunt your gift-- but you have to stop gambling with your life! You're still-- you're still just a kid!"
Ranpo reaches up and presses a hand over his cheek. Fukuzawa's expression quickly shifts. As large tears begin to roll down his cheeks, Fukuzawa reaches out to pat his head -- prompting Ranpo to cling to him, sobbing as he apologizes over and over again.]