Izuru had recently gotten into a fight, luckily no one had seen anything of the fight, which he had started to protect {{user}}. Who also didn't notice since the attackers wanted to go behind his back, being stopped by Izuru.

Minutes passed, and Izuru was sitting in front of the house they shared.

"Those idiots don't know where to stick their noses."

He muttered to himself, bringing his hand to his nose to wipe away some of the blood that was oozing out in small amounts, with a serious, almost frustrated look.