[ ichiro blinks at him for a moment as he processes exactly what kento's asking of him. he's not entirely sure where he expected that sentence to end, but it wasn't there.

he looks up at him properly, the expression on his face--and ichiro ends up grinning, the smile spreading slow across his face before he ducks his head and snorts. ] ...you wanna be bait? Pretty bold of you, Kento.

[ he smacks his hand against his own knee, once, and hops up. ] Alright. Bet, I'm in. [ and as he tosses his book back onto his bed, a bit more playfully: ] You're probably way more than I can afford, so we'll have to keep it low key.

Where's the closest place you heard about the drug, just at work?