[His eyebrow definitely raises this time, in conjunction with a disbelieving snort. Sir? Sir?? Someone quit giving this kid sharp things and try handing them a pair of glasses instead. Sounding put-upon, Ichimatsu pushes on his knees and rises to his feet with a grunt, leveling a blank frown down at them.]
[He hates that he's being ordered around, but the brat does make a point, of course. A spare definitely couldn't hurt, especially since he let Osomatsu's hatchet get away from him long before he and Karamatsu moved to that shack. Not that any of it is the kid's problem.]
[Very slowly, Ichimatsu reaches out and obediently accepts the knife.]
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[He hates that he's being ordered around, but the brat does make a point, of course. A spare definitely couldn't hurt, especially since he let Osomatsu's hatchet get away from him long before he and Karamatsu moved to that shack. Not that any of it is the kid's problem.]
[Very slowly, Ichimatsu reaches out and obediently accepts the knife.]