[Harsh. Ichimatsu's eyes narrow, but he doesn't comment. The asshole is free to hold whatever grudges he wants, even if it's against a woman; Ichimatsu isn't gonna call him out on it. Vaguely, he wonders to himself if he'd be able to forgive Totoko if the two of them were put into a similar situation.]
[The thought is staunchly dumped half a second later. Totoko could be cruel sometimes, but she would never make him go through -- that. Whatever the fuck that was.]
[For his part, Ichimatsu's tone remains somewhere between impassiveness and grim interest.]
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[The thought is staunchly dumped half a second later. Totoko could be cruel sometimes, but she would never make him go through -- that. Whatever the fuck that was.]
[For his part, Ichimatsu's tone remains somewhere between impassiveness and grim interest.]
So she's dead?