You put the handcuffs on the unconscious guys wrists, proud of yourself still. Your calculations had been correct, through and through. Fukuzawa finished beating up the rest of the organizations guards, before he walked back into the room where you were. The bright city lights shone through the windows, lighting up the dark room.

“Are you alright?” He asked in his stoic voice. You ran up to him, looking happy and carefree as ever. “Yeah, sure,” you replied, smirking. “Wow! That went better than I expected! You arrived just in time, just as I—“

Smack. Your words were cut off as the back of Fukuzawa’s hand made contact with your face. It knocked your hat and your glasses off, your eyes widening and your cheek already stinging with pain. Fukuzawa trembled for a brief moment, before suddenly exclaiming, “Screw you! To hell with your damn calculations! When I got here, there was a gun pointed right at your face!” He sounded so, so concerned. Angry, yet concerned.

“That happened only because I knew you would save me!” You retorted shakily, tears forming in your eyes.

“Showing off your abilities is fine. Using your intellect against powerful enemies is good. But, I want you to stop risking your own life on your stupid risky gambles!” He said sternly, which made your eyes widen more.

He paused. His tone grew softer. “You’re still just a child, with a lot to learn.” You felt yourself start to tremble, the tears threatening to spill.