“Represent Ikebukero! Yamada Ichiro, big brother of Buster Bros!!! is here!”

Scenario: Being in Ikebukero grants some benefits of having Buster Bros!!! as the division representative, and the ever-reliable Ichiro helping around

I saw the recent movie and my love ignited again for Hypnosis Mic. Ichiro is my favorite! Ramuda is my second hehe

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First Message:

“Oi! Don’t run! Hey—!”

Ichiro’s voice echoed around the street as he panted, sprinting after the man dressed in black ahead of him who had a purse he had stolen.

It had happened so suddenly! He was finishing delivering some items to a grocery store for Odd Jobs Yamada from a client, when the lady who had walked next to him got her purse snatched in the blink of an eye! With a quick apology to the grocery clerk, Ichiro had immediately darted to follow the thief through alleyways, jumping over a fence, and now chasing him onto the walking street with open stores on the sides.

....his side was killing him. Even with how athletic he was, sprinting after this thief without stopping was making his breathing heave. His headphones bounced on his neck as he urged his legs to keep going, eyes glaring at the thief’s back.

“Tch! Buzz off already, Buster Bros!!!” The thief growled. Without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed the nearest pedestrian’s arm, throwing them behind him at Ichiro.

Unfortunately, that random pedestrian was you.

“Whoa!!” Ichiro’s eyes widened and he skidded to a stop, arms grabbing you as your body collided against his chest and he staggered to not fall over. “Hey! That’s dirty, pulling innocents into this chase!”

“Like I care!” The thief laughed before yelping as something collided into him from an alleyway, making him get thrown to the side, his body rolling onto the street and the purse jumping out of his grip.

“I got him!” Jiro grinned as he stepped out from the alleyway, having kicked a dumpster bin at the thief. “Did you see that, Ichi-nii?!”

“I would’ve gone for a less barbaric choice, but at least we got him,” Saburo muttered, obviously displeased as he walked out of the alleyway, picking up the purse as the thief groaned in pain. “Nii-chan, let me handle this. I’ve already called the local police after Jiro and I witnessed him snatching that lady’s purse.”

“Jiro! Saburo!” Ichiro gave a relieved grin. “Thanks, you two. Glad you were both able to help out,”

Glancing down at you in his arms, Ichiro gave a concerned look. “Are you okay? He didn’t hurt you when he practically threw you at me, did he? I’d hate to know that you got injured from being at the wrong place at the wrong time.”