Was That Shizuka Hiratsuka's Iron Fist? That Was Clearly Her Little Fist Thumping Your Chest

Kondo Dojo, central courtyard. The gorilla was still unconscious, while Otae narrowed her eyes and stared at Toshiro Hijikata and the others ahead of her. "If you have nothing left to say, then I'll be taking my leave. If the Demon Vice-Chief intends to make a move..."

"..." Toshiro Hijikata's eye twitched again. Why couldn't these people just give him a break?

Whether it was Boss Kondo or these idiot members, what was he even supposed to say now?

"Still, it seems the Demon Vice-Chief isn't willing to make a move against a weak woman like me..." Seeing that Toshiro Hijikata remained silent, Otae continued, "I'll say one more thing. I'll give you face this time, but if this gorilla dares harass me again, don't blame my fists for not missing their mark!"

"You..." Toshiro Hijikata wanted to say something, but out of consideration for Isao Kondo's dignity—and because there were still guests waiting—he ultimately swallowed his words.

Sigh... Sogo Doma could only sigh inwardly before smiling. "Miss Otae, do you really hate this gorilla that much?"

"Should I say your eyes aren't blind, or should I say you're asking despite knowing the answer?"

"Can you tell me why?" Sogo Doma did not get angry. "Other than following and stalking you, why do you hate this gorilla?"

"Heh, hehehe, other reasons?" Otae sneered. "Leaving aside why I should tell you, just being followed and stalked—"

"Why should you tell me?" Before she could finish, Sogo Doma smiled and said, "If you tell me the reason, maybe this gorilla won't anger you anymore. You don't actually want to risk killing this gorilla either, do you?"

"You can make this gorilla turn over a new leaf?" Otae paused in surprise.

"Who knows?" Sogo Doma shrugged noncommittally. "There's no loss in trying. What