Wow, now he was going to be killed by a fork. This had to be the worst day ever. Yeah, not if I can help it. Instantly, the sputtering teenager act disappeared, replaced by the familiar chilling calm of Akumetsu. Absorb the blow, and then use his momentum against him...

He waited, slowly moving back until he could feel the corner behind him, and then--

Niikura couldn't help but sigh deeply in relief as his roommate abruptly turned around and went back to his chair. He didn't mind a good fight, but he also didn't like fighting when it could be helped, especially when it meant the possibility of being stabbed by a fork. As skilled as he was in these kinds of situations, he usually found himself up against opponents that were less...feral.

That didn't mean, of course, that he had totally let his guard down. He regarded his roommate warily as he replied, "...aye. I get it." Sort of. He was feeling pretty stressed at the moment, and he didn't even have the virus; he could only imagine how someone who was actually infected was feeling these days.

Niikura gave Sechs a weak smile as he waved again. "So...guess we'll do this over again, huh? Nice to meet ya, Sechs-san. I'm Niikura."