"Goodbye. For your sakes, I hope we do not meet again." Rokuro bows to their fallen opponents, who are now more concerned for their wallets. Not that it stops either of them from flipping the middle finger in their direction.

Rokuro doesn't know what the gesture means, but he will do the same right back. It's too bad his nails aren't painted, because sending them off with the Unno family colours would have left quite the impression. With that Rokuro will turn on his heel to leave. The bar is getting louder and rowdier than ever, and he is 'over it'.

"A full moon. If only Tsukuyomi's blessing extended to the over-consumption of alcohol." He'll be feeling this in the morning.