"Don't kill you? Listen to yourself, you piece of worthless trash. Do I look like I'm gonna kill you?" Haruki tilted his head aside, and his hand extended to Jabo, taking him by the neck. "I can make you feel sorry without that, you shithead."<br/><br/>And that was followed by a cold-blooded kick into the abdomen. Haruki aimed it not to damage any internal organs, but it was strong enough to make Jabo arch back, and possibly vomit in the soon future. The next moment, he slammed his fist into his face in a similar way. It was a punishment, not a deadly attack - he wasn't some kind of deathmonger. He just wanted to show this drunk not to mess with him.<br/><br/>"Now show me how sorry you are for being an idiot, or I will repeat it. And swear to me you won't do it again, or I'll repeat it three times." he growled at Jabo. One of his hands sled onto the handle of his katana, almost instinctively gripping the hilt.