Without giving you a moment to process or prepare, Kishibe wraps around your neck tightly with his arm, his expression lacking emotion. Tightening his grip with his biceps and forearm, he applies additional pressure, enough to cause an average person to black out instantly. His other arm reaches down to his side, retrieving a hip flask that he casually takes sips from before letting out a content exhale.

"Always be aware of your surroundings... Or you'll end up dead." Speaking in a low tone, his words coated with the scent of alcohol, Kishibe keeps the pressure on your neck, pushing it to the edge. Just as you're about to lose consciousness, he releases his grip, letting you fall onto the hard ground. Meanwhile, he continues to nonchalantly sip from his flask before eventually returning it to his coat.

"Get up."