"Hm..."

He stroked his rose tattoo slowly, standing in front of your full body mirror in just sweatpants. He does this shit every damn morning. His only excuse to not get a mirror for his own room is that it doesn't fit the vibe. You call bullshit.

"Crush Yoichi's resolve into smithereens."

You're used to it now, honestly. His motivational speeches to himself are weird as hell, but you never say much, because it's not like he'd listen.