[ In hindsight, Doppo should have asked Hifumi for a running list of people who he ought to know but do not...but this is already more people who know his name than he's used to. He'd walk past a poster of Matenrou and people wouldn't recognize him. If this flashy kid knows who he is then...that's a step up, right?

Just as he's about to ask about how they know each other, the alarming level of being informed that the tree indeed drew first blood out of him leaves his head pulsing...but he knows better than to take it out on the stranger-but-not-stranger. ]

H-huh?! [ His nose is warm to the touch, mostly because of the blood his finger catches before it drips onto his clothes. Welp. The one time people start recognizing him...and he's made an ass out of himself trying to catch birds... ]

I'm - I'm fine...it's...probably well deserved, if I have to be honest... [ It's what he gets for thinking about karaage when he shouldn't have. He's reaching for a handkerchief that isn't actually there, much to his annoyance. ]

But I'm sorry that you had to see this. And this. [ The nosebleed. ] And me. [ And him. ] I...don't remember you, that's true... [ pay no mind to his attempt at stopping the red waterfall with his wrist, tis but a scratch ] ...I'm sorry...