[ Majima's full affect changes when he speaks again, the contempt and superiority is sneering. ]
Yeah, dumbass.
[ There is a very particular way that yakuza speak: informal and rude. The directness of their attention and the unseemly guttural turning words into growls and snaps. He twists the knife in the wood and makes an audible crack as he pulls the blade up and stands. He towers down into Kazuma's face, mouth twitching with arrogance. ]
That bitch dealer switched out th'tiles and I want my money back.
[ He grabs Kazuma by the suit front and lifts the blade threateningly. Scene set, bruh. ]
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Yeah, dumbass.
[ There is a very particular way that yakuza speak: informal and rude. The directness of their attention and the unseemly guttural turning words into growls and snaps. He twists the knife in the wood and makes an audible crack as he pulls the blade up and stands. He towers down into Kazuma's face, mouth twitching with arrogance. ]
That bitch dealer switched out th'tiles and I want my money back.
[ He grabs Kazuma by the suit front and lifts the blade threateningly. Scene set, bruh. ]