Kurikara was ready. His human form was small, and what it lacked in size it made up for in strength - it was no difficult task to make for Tsuzuki in the crowd.

He expected that both he and Tatsumi would be focused on their target, so he didn't search for the other man. "Tsuzuki~" He came in from the side, and aimed a solid punch for Tsuzuki's abdomen. It would be enough to wind him, maybe leave a bruise, but nothing should be broken. "Don't struggle." He murmured.

He waited a breath, then let himself be carried out by the crowd.