The bullet hits the shiki in the chest. There is a brief pause as his clothes stain red while he staggers a few steps back. However, as soon as he catches himself, he resumes his advance towards Norway.

Did you expect a gun to stop him? A shiki who will later in his existence be thrown through a car windshield, hit by a van, and shot several times before barreling into a river in said van only to get out and get shot again with a shot gun... only to get back up and keep running?

Luck wouldn't have it any other way and his by the widening of his grin, Tatsumi knows it too.

"ya should save your bullets for a shoot-out. If you're a good boy, maybe I'll let you have one with Alfred-kun a little later."