Durarara!!, Vol. 12

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The chat room is currently empty.

The chat room is currently empty.

The chat room is currently empty.

NamieYagiri has entered the chat.

NamieYagiri: Mikado Ryuugamine, are you watching this?

NamieYagiri: If you are, log in and join the room.

NamieYagiri: If you don’t, I will reveal your personal information here.

NamieYagiri: I’m very irritated right now, and not in the mood to wait.

NamieYagiri: Just get in the damn chat.

Kuru has entered the chat.

Mai has entered the chat.

Kuru: Well, well, Namie. Whatever brings you to a place like this? It is not supposed to be accessible without an electronic invitation. Did you hear about it from our foolish brother, perhaps?

Mai: I’m scared.

NamieYagiri: It’s you. Bring me Ryuugamine.

Kuru: Please don’t ask the impossible of us. Also, why do you interact with us so brusquely? If you are choosing to chat with your real name, would it not be more entertaining to type in your own manner of speaking? And is it really in your typical style to release real names here? Your own is one matter, but another person’s identity is sacred.

Mai: It’s bad manners.

NamieYagiri: Shut up.

NamieYagiri: My brother and I were given sedatives, and I’m very angry. And all of this is the fault of Mikado Ryuugamine.

NamieYagiri: I don’t need any more nonsense right now.

NamieYagiri: If Izaya’s watching this, you come, too.

NamieYagiri: This situation is doing Seiji no favors.

NamieYagiri: I’m going to put a finish to it all. So show yourselves.

Mai: You’re scary.

Mai: Help.

Kuru: Why, it seems as though you are under considerable pressure at the moment.

NamieYagiri: Whatever. I’m going to leave this open on the screen for now.

NamieYagiri: So come right away.

NamieYagiri: Before something crazy happens to Ikebukuro.

NamieYagiri: This isn’t time to be playing games with the Dollars, you little brat.

Mai: I’m scared.

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