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[resentant-blog]

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A bit of impromptu practice, a brief stop on his stroll after having slowly regained his memories of the Hive and consequently, when he re-obtained his kunai. People about the park were scarce at this sun-setting hour so he thinks why not, one hand flipping about the weapons with natural ease to ensure that he's still got it, abilities not yet rusted having returned to the city after helping save their world a second time.

Carelessness was another story altogether, though; a little too confident in himself, the teen attempts a throw of kunai without the beat of his music, failing to do so correctly without that assist in timing. As a result, the kunai goes flying, cutting dangerously sharp through the air, until it sticks into a tree like a dart after having just missed a police officer by a margin.

As if he wasn't guilty enough, the cop was one he quickly recognizes, and Yosuke's expression pales dramatically, rapid curses fired beneath his breath before he jogged awkwardly to the tree in question. Picking out the weapon as casually as humanly possible, his demeanor struggles to remain cool as he tucked them briskly into his pockets, leaning back in his posture as if that didn't just happen.

"H-hi, hey-- how are you, Dojima-san? Nice day for a walk, isn't it?"