The backpack, to add insult to injury, landed on top of him as he gracelessly crashed into the hedges, one of the branches inside having slashed open a small cut along his face. Keiichi grimaced almost immediately upon landing, looking up to take stock of what had happened.

"Yeah, that's me," he managed, reaching up to his face and coming back with blood on his hand. "And ouch! What the Hell was this for? If you wanted to talk to me you could have just, you know, talked to me! Why the am-bush? Who ARE you, anyway?"