>< This isn't over, Domo-chan. That violin was worth more than your nose, but I loved the sound it made when I broke it. Who knows? Maybe it will make your ugly face look better.
...only losers kick people when they're down. I don't know if my ribs are bruised or cracked. I can only type with one hand, my right hand hurts so hard from hitting him. I... just after the funeral, I couldn't take it. I went over to say my goodbyes that I didn't say while other people were there. And fucking Domo-chan ruined everything again. When will he learn?