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can I have a kiss?

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can I have a kiss?

[THIRD POV]

"You finally decide to call me," Kenma smirked when he realized exactly who it was, "Your bitch-ass is done hiding, yes?"

"Oh shut up Kenma," the voice growled, "You need me, and you know it."

"I've been doing fine without your help for the past few months," Kenma said; the other people with him stayed quiet as they listened in to their conversation, "I bet I'd still be here even if you were here with me."

"Don't lie to yourself," he laughed, "If it weren't for Suna's dumbass betraying Inarizaki, I would have been able to make it out without you ever suspecting me."

"Ah well," Kenma smiled sinisterly, "I'm just that better than you."

"If you're that much better than me, then how did I manage to call you on your private phone?" he challenged, "Someone as skillful as you Kenma would have made it to where it'd be hella difficult to know the model of it."

"I must've been a genius to memorize your phone number, right?"

"Let me start off with something first before I answer your question," Kenma said, leaning back in his chair and resting his feet on the table, "Somehow you are working with Inarizaki, are you apart of the monetary deal?"

There was silence.

"Let me assume you are; you were dragged into a deal with Inarizaki and someone offered you and them loads of cash, something you and I bet a lot of people couldn't resist."

"Then, with information only you'd know since you used to be close with Karasuno, you traveled to one of Karasuno's establishment, the Miyagi club, and you got to work there."

"You waited until I arrived, and you knew I arrived when you met my girlfriend."

"You are quite familiar with her, yes?"

"Hell yeah I am," he smiled through the phone call, "(H/C) haired, (E/C) eyes, and one hell of a body-"

"If you don't want your tongue to be cut off, then I suggest you stop right there."

He stopped, only to chuckle. Kenma could hear him smirk through the line.

"I met her once and only once in the club; that alone was enough for me to know that you were there too."

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