Devero, very kindly, manages to stop laughing, but he definitely his to clamp his lips to keep it in as rejoins Koumyou. He examines him for a deliberately long moment, humming thoughtfully.

He steps up behind the Sanzo and grips the hem of his top. "Brace yourself," he murmurs in wicked warning--

Before he yanks, straight down, with his not-inconsiderable strength.