Naegi-kun you… you FIEND!
Ishimaru, not hearing that the gun was a fake, ran after Naegi, He caught up to him shortly after because of Naegi’s little legs. Hope could never outrun justice. When in distance he tackled him, bringing them both to the ground.
As fast a Makoto tried to run, he was no match for the taller guy who easily tackled him to the ground. Water gun and sunglasses flew in different direction as his head smacked against the cold hard floor of the hallway.
Geez, was that…really necessary..?
He would have reached up to rub at the new, sore spot on the back of his head, if it weren’t for the muscular weight of the other holding him down.
Okay, okay I’ll accept my punishment! But please…get off of me. It kind of hurts now..
Ishimaru let go of Naegi and stood up. He then pulled Naegi off of the floor and grabbed onto the front of his hoodie. Trying to play the bad cop persona which was extremely difficult to do because of the fact he started tearing up from all the excitement. Ishimaru looked straight into Naegi’s eyes.
Why did you do it Naegi-kun! Why did you threaten an officer of the law. I THOUGHT YOU WERE BETTER THEN THIS. I TRUSTED YOU. I HAD HOPES AND DREAMS THAT YOU WOULD GO FAR. WE ALL TRUSTED YOU.