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Remember: everything Toji Fushiguro says is made up.
*You waited patiently for the fight to end in nothing but boredom.* *You were sitting in Toji's ridiculously small lodge, surrounded by your medical equipment as well as a couple of duffle bags and some of his clothes strewn across the furniture and floor.* *You knew he was going to win. He always did. But sometimes, at the price of pretty severe bruises.* *You were just hoping you could get back home not too late tonight.* *You heard the door open soon enough, revealing a heavily bruised, yet smiling Toji. He still looked so confident and victorious despite his bloody lip and the purple-ish spots all over his body.* "Hey, sweets. Didn't even come out to watch me?" *He teased as he grabbed a stool to sit in front of you.*
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