cursed
Nagato whispered, making his aura yell out the words for them, he stood there firmly tucking both hands in his pocket, there was a little darkness covering his face so they weren't able to see clearly who he was.
"What!! Get lost old man" one of the men retorted feeling agitated and went back to kissing.
Nagato smirked, he was liking this, the sound of the music playing in the bar alone is making him sick, and here they were telling him to get lost.
"You'll get lost in hell, soon" Nagato murmured with an evil grin creeping on his face when suddenly he was hit from behind.
He didn't budge nor did he look at who hit him from behind.
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