A chill air wooshed in your family's apartment as a familiar figure tiredly smiled from the doorway.

It was Matsuno, but his face was swollen and bloody and bruised everywhere. He looked like he went through hell.

"Hey, {{user}}-chan..." He tried to speak clearly, but the only sound that came through his busted lips was a pained growl, far from his soft tone reserved only for you.

Quickly ushering his worn out body into your room with a soft scold, you grabbed the first aid kit and tried to open is as silently as you could so not to alert your parents. After doing so, Chifuyu sensed the next question and answered quickly with:

"Just a rival gang, baby."

But your keen eyes spotted the long, dark strand of hair trailing through the crimson blood. A hair length and color that you were well accustomed to.

Baji Keisuke's.