[Oh, hey, that's . . . an easy way to make him short-circuit for a split-second, his thoughts fizzling out as the word performance bangs around his head, echoing over and over.
Toshinori shouldn't be allowed to say things like that with that kind of attitude. He shouldn't be allowed to say things like that period, with that stupidly low voice and that grin that doesn't seem so innocent any longer, it's indecent.
He's going to die the first time Toshinori decides to take control, Aizawa realizes, but somehow he can't be bothered to be all that upset about it.]
You're not half as stubborn as me.
[There was only a split-second of hesitation there, his cheeks a little pinker but his voice as dry and steady as ever.]
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Toshinori shouldn't be allowed to say things like that with that kind of attitude. He shouldn't be allowed to say things like that period, with that stupidly low voice and that grin that doesn't seem so innocent any longer, it's indecent.
He's going to die the first time Toshinori decides to take control, Aizawa realizes, but somehow he can't be bothered to be all that upset about it.]
You're not half as stubborn as me.
[There was only a split-second of hesitation there, his cheeks a little pinker but his voice as dry and steady as ever.]
You wouldn't have won regardless.