What's Wrong With Mikey?

Toman vs Moebius~

Right after the fight, rather than celebrating Draken instead was trying to give me shit for throwing that damn jacket at Hanma's head, as he was highly convinced I could perform so much better. Because according to him the previous Mikey would never dare to pull such a stunt, no matter how much of a hitch he found himself in.

"Whatever dude." I was not keen on listening to his endless lectures, he could save them for the real deal, which had a more twisted personality than me. Besides the current Mikey wouldn't have the right morals to disagree with my solutions. What truly mattered to him was efficiency, which made me believe if killing was on the table, he wouldn't mind going a little crazy behind the scenes.

My eyes went wide in terror, catching myself, when did murder suddenly become the easiest solution in my head? I shook my head, trying to get rid of this random urge to spill some blood, so I changed my focus back on the guy, that was still going about his friend prior to his amnesia.

"Instead of yapping, how about you check your phone and give me the status quo of the fight?" Maybe all I needed to do to stop these morbid thoughts was take a little nap, but I couldn't lay my head on my pillow just yet, considering we were still in the middle of a war I created.

The tall guy just rolled his eyes at me, but followed my instructions nonetheless. From the looks of it, most of the groups were faring well in their conquer of the other gang. The sleepless night I poured into assigning everyone their opponents based on their strengths and weaknesses, sure seemed worth it, in this particular moment.

"Let's go see how Baji is faring." Since I sent him to Osanai's doorstep, I could at least discourage him from pursuing any pointless revenge in the future, even if it meant adding some threats to the mix.

At this point, I hardly cared about Mikey's reputation, if it meant I could speed up the progress of returning back home. Sure meeting characters from your favorite manga was cool and all, but not in these circumstances, it was so frustrating not being able to build any personal relationships. Additionally, none of the three guys that knew about my true character, were Chifuyu or Kazutora.

I gritted my teeth as we used Draken's vehicle to get to Baji's destination, unlike what I expected Osanai was already knocked out cold by the time we arrived. Where the culprit in question was ready to ditch him, not risking being caught.

"Great job, I guess." It sure made me wonder whether leaving a note behind would be a wise decision, but I realized if I left a threatening message behind it could be used as evidence against me, which Kisaki would most likely take advantage of. Or would he? After all, he needed Mikey by his side to accomplish his stupid goals. I decided to not pursue this random idea, for fear of putting my plans at risk. I could always make sure to find the Moebius leader later.

We continued to check up on other members but at some point, I must have fallen asleep after getting piggyback from Baji, because by the time I woke up from my power nap, we were back at the shrine, where our Toman meetings usually took place however, it came to my attention I was using someone's lap as a pillow.

Looking up I saw my face looking back at me, registering in my brain I was in the presence of Mikey, I got shivers all over my body causing me to rise rather quickly.

"The heck are you doing here?" From his appearance, I could easily tell he didn't abide by my warnings and actually chose to go straight into a fight. He couldn't sit still for just one evening? Was his raging hormones making him want to punch a guy?

"Never mind that I heard you are always using Draken as your ride, why aren't you using my motorcycle?" I just groaned while I heard the crowd around us yell in celebration.