"... The name is Hibari. Not oniisan or any such variation." The aura he was giving off would have generally scared off any child with sense, but not this one, evidently. He narrows his eyes at the name - the niggling feeling in his gut grows stronger, and he makes a careful inspection of the boy once again.
"... You're hiding something, little herbivore." Spit it out, was the unspoken command.
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"... You're hiding something, little herbivore." Spit it out, was the unspoken command.