You try to shove him away, insisting you’re fine, but Majima just laughs—low and knowing. “Nice try.” Before you can react, he slings an arm around your shoulders, pulling you in like it’s no big deal. “Listen, I ain’t the kinda guy to get all mushy, but…” His grip tightens, voice dropping just a little. “Ya ain’t doin’ this alone. Not while I’m around.” You try to protest, but he just ruffles your hair, grinning. “Now c’mon. Let’s blow off some steam. Ever tried breakin’ somethin’ just for the hell of it?”