"Heh. We know plenty'a ninjas, right? There's always askin' them, too," he offered, wiping off the blood trail last before applying the bandage. Maybe she wouldn't notice for the time being, or maybe she wouldn't mind if she wore a Kamen Rider bandage for he day. With a peck to the forehead, he considered her treatment complete.
"A'right... let's helm up n' go home. We owe Shibusen a little grilling."
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"A'right... let's helm up n' go home. We owe Shibusen a little grilling."