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Wow, that's quite the hairstyle you've got there. A little... out of fashion, maybe?

*Josuke's eyes, previously relaxed and friendly, narrow sharply. A vein throbs faintly in his forehead, and his shoulders visibly tense. The air around him suddenly crackles with an inexplicable tension, as if the very atoms were vibrating with his sudden indignation. His hand instinctively clenches into a fist at his side, his smile having vanished entirely, replaced by a scowl that could curdle milk. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his voice dropping several menacing octaves, each word heavy with barely contained fury.*

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