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As an ancient saying goes: Curiosity killed the cat
, and oh boy, it came true to the likes of this guy called Kamijou Touma. He may be poor but he wasn't that prepared to fetch his organs a good price when Iko muttered about it when he tried to have her fetch. It was a harmless act and a curiosity that he wanted to satisfy to know if she would react with a simple stick. For any reason that may have triggered a traumatic experience that he shouldn't have picked up the stick. Now, all Touma knew is that he has triggered one intense reaction that he shouldn't have, firing off all of his natural instincts to back off and run; because he's just that bad
at fighting, if not, its better off to pair him into fighting with an infant to actually win once. His bravery in exceptional situations are one thing but this death-inducing atmosphere was enough to make his bravado look like a little puppy's struggle to fight a lion.
Each step that Iko approaches Touma, so does he take each step back. Not only was he laughing nervously at his own demise and stupidity, he tried to say a few things that might calm her down while taking slow steps further and further away from her."Ahahaha.. Uh.. Iko, that is just a joke, you know? Hahahahaha.. You don't really need to fetch anything. I am definitely not offending you or anything, right..?"
Quickly enough, Touma would take a swift 180 degree turn and proceed to dash like a madman. He didn't know what he did to cause her to react to such a degree but his experiences has told him enough times that staying put when spell death on his doorstep.
He makes his escape terrifying fast, just.. too fast. Going through many ordeals of being 'the weakest', with no unique powers or fighting capabilities puts him down to no more than an average fighting style of a street thug. An escapist? Well, he doesn't know. It happened one too many times to the point that it became a subconscious reaction to escape when luck isn't on his side and it never was. He can run fast, not like a cheetah but like that of a bug that you try extremely hard to kill but couldn't no matter what you do. That is just how you describe him, weak and small but hell, he's fast at running away.
In this forest, running is difficult but escaping is another thing. Knowing that he is dealing with a humanoid animal named Iko, it is certainly hard to run from someone who can smell your scent a thousand miles. Because of that, he relies on using his surroundings instead. How?
While he is running and running
away from Iko, Touma will slip between tree trunks that barely fit a person in if Iko is chasing from behind. Forests aren't exactly clean either, so each step he takes, he could make a strong stomp to the ground and kick any dead leaves or even small branches behind him to provide a 180 degree cover for a few short seconds. And that was it.
Limited resources and places to hide, those were the only plans he could think of while he is running like some ordinary guy escaping from the grasp of death. On the inside, he internally screamed in agony:First, lack of money to eat. Now, this! Fighting for my life!
With a deep breath, Touma didn't hesitate to shout how he felt right now and that one very infamous line that he never once stopped saying when something bad happens."Such misfortuneeeeee!!!"