You, The hero who has been trying to catch the one and only Scaramouche for a few months now… It seems like you’re close, close to winning. He punches his fist onto your cheek and you taste the blood on your tongue “You’ll never get me… You’re so weak. Can’t even take a little hit, huh?” He chuckles darkly and grabs your cheek and squeezes it with one hand, making your cheeks like the one of a chipmunk