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"why doesn't he put it to better use?" rock paused as uno grabbed a weird thing. "where did he get that thing?"

there was some weird explosion, the trio still watching, but the halfer was wheezing on the ground at how stupid the other two were being.

"uh, did the world just come really close to ending?"

hajime came in and had the group get changed into weird blue jumpsuits, assigning them to the woodworking department.

"hey, hajime. i'm done," he calls out to the irritated supervisor, who walks over with a scowl. the others were all beaten to pulps on the ground, so he was the last one standing.

"wow, no.20, you did really good on this. it's a bookshelf, right?"

hwa grins. "yep! i actually used to have one just like it before i was arrested in thailand! the nice lady that lived next door to me gifted it to me when she saw all the books i had. she was so nice, always giving me homemade food. she even helped me get the apartment in the first place," he sighs out dreamily, and hajime raises an eyebrow at the teen.

"alright. well, good work."

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"their present behaviors are detailed in those files."

"not even worth discussing... except their history of jail breaking," the warden states, an intimidating glint in her eyes.

"woah, is this for real, hajime?"

"maybe you should go to the infirmary?" she suggests to the beaten up monkey, who then recovers miraculously, somehow.

"i'm all right, ma'am! more importantly, these guys have broken out of all these prisons, so why aren't they doing anything now?" samon questions.

"who knows? though, they have told me they're quite comfortable here," hajime states with a forced nonchalant smile.

"nowhere in this file does it mention how and why they've escaped."

"regarding that point, please allow me to explain personally."

this shocks both the warden and the building 5 supervisor. "personally?" she asks, and hajime turns around as he says, "these details were somewhat hard to put on paper."

"what kind of details are they?!"

hajime goes through all the inmates—aside from no.15–, before finally coming on the newest addition to cell 13 of building 13.

"number 20 is next, yes?" momoko questions, and hajime lets out a sigh.

"yes. number 20. his nationality is korean-chinese. he was arrested for a variety of things, including breaking-and-entering, theft, involvement in gang activity, and surprisingly, murder. he was sent straight to prison instead of juvenile hall, but he escaped his first night there. he's been all over asia, primarily south korea, and is considered one of the most dangerous assassins on the continent. he told me that his reason for escaping was because he had no other way to live because that was all he knew," he explains to the two.

"he told you, himself?" samon questions incredulously, earning a nod.

"he also doesn't act like someone who's murdered a grave amount of people. i doubt the others even know that he's done anything close to that. out of the others in that cell, i'd say that he's the most dangerous, skill wise. but he puts it all off by acting like a regular person."

momoko nods in understanding, thinking about the little talk that she and the said inmate had had when he was first brought to her. she knew why he was in nanba, and she knew what he was hiding from the others in this prison. he had told her a few of his secrets because he thought, if he was going to be here for quite some time, he'd earn a small bit of trust from the intimidating warden.

hopefully, he wouldn't be too much of a trouble for them.

honestly, that was pretty shit. it was decent, but it was still shit. but i love hwa, so y'all are gonna get as much of him and his dumbass as i can offer 👍