❝Y’know, as one of the biggest an’ baddest bikers in all of Japan, it kinda goes without sayin’ that you’ll get some fans out there that appreciate the havoc you’re puttin’ on the town. My boys have gotten me everything I’ve wanted for every one of my birthdays with ‘em, but— Holy shit, this is gonna sound real cheesy. Bear with me, a’ight?

I don’t remember just how old I was, but Mon-chan was able to write in that real cute kid language, you know? Backwards letters, upper and lowercase letters for no god damn reason, it was the cutest thing. One year, he drew a picture of him an’ me an’ wrote ‘Happy birthday big brother Daiya! You’re the beast!’ He couldn’t even spell ‘best’ right, ain’t that precious? I’m gonna hold that over ‘im for the rest of his life.❞

❝Is this a serious question? Is there a kind of girl I shouldn’t like? Well, alright—

I like a girl that can hold her own. I don’t wanna be some chick’s keeper, even though gettin’ a ‘special thank you’ after standin’ up for your lady is pretty great.

I don’t mind if she’s smarter than me, either. If she is, that means I must have some irresistible charm that you can only find if you’re datin’ me, heh…

Oh, an’ her name has to be Satsuki Kiryuin. No joke, I have this weird condition where I’m only attracted to ladies with that name. It’s terminal if I don’t get a kiss from her right away.❞