Jokes were jokes, but Toshiro Hijikata really didn't believe Sogo Doma would kill him. Emmm... though if the guy wanted to socially murder him, that was entirely possible.
He still remembered that year. Toshiro Hijikata had yet to train in swordsmanship and had merely been picked up by that gorilla, Kondo Isao, and brought to the Kondo Dojo. Back then, Hijikata fought entirely on instinct, but with his fearless resolve and attitude, even some yakuza kept their distance from him... That same year, Sogo Doma had only just been brought to the Kondo Dojo by Keiryu Doma to train in swordsmanship.
Toshiro Hijikata had only just been taken in by Kondo Isao, and their first meeting had not exactly been pleasant.
"Peh, some rich kid?" That was how Toshiro Hijikata had judged Sogo when they first met. The two promptly got into a brawl. Hijikata, fighting purely on instinct, traded blows with Sogo, whose fighting skill was at Lv. 1—or perhaps not even Lv. 1 yet. That battle had more or less ended in a draw.
The Sogo Doma of the past: "..." I'll kill this guy sooner or later! But before he could make a move, Toshiro Hijikata was targeted by a group of yakuza due to his frequent fights. Though the Demon Vice-Chief, who had yet to train in swordsmanship, was formidable, two fists could not beat four hands. Surrounded by his enemies, he lost.
And, in a melodramatic twist, Sogo Doma happened to see it...
"Tsk, tsk..." Seeing Hijikata being held up by the hair, Sogo was delighted. "Isn't this Mr. Hijikata? Why do you look like a stray dog?" Toshiro Hijikata: "..." B-Bastard!
"Who?" But perhaps the reason yakuza were yakuza was because they had a habit of courting death?
Sogo was staring at them so