One would’ve expected no reaction from seeing someone who resembled in every way possible to another person right down to their name, but Ryoji had still been caught off-guard. A smile eventually made its way over his lips when the face of Death appeared before him. Or actually, towering over him. It really shouldn’t be surprising to him on how much Death had grown since he “was” Junhong, yet Ryoji still couldn’t help but be impressed over the fast growth pace.

    "You’ve grown!“ he chirped while clapping his hands together. "Well, of course you’ve grown; Junhong has grown too so it’s expected of you as well. How have you been? I paid you a visit yesterday but you weren’t around; were you busy, Junhong?”