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"Hmph. Stupid.. Women.." he muttered, still rubbing his cheek. He ripped the rest of the tree trunk out of the ground, throwing it off the mountain as his reiatsu flared. Roaring loudly as he did so. He was confused, nothing like that ever happened to him. " WHAT IS THIS MOCKERY!" He roared as his voice echoed for miles. Rubbing the back of his hand across his face, he grunted, growled even at the thought of it happening again. Did it make him look weak? to show a sign of intimacy with someone. He didn't want to ruin his look, or his power in that sense.