"This is supposed to be arrogant?" Although Utaha Kasumigaoka had brainstormed all sorts of nonsense, only a moment had passed in reality. After hearing Otae's accusation, Sogo Doma asked in apparent "confusion," "Miss Otae, I'm afraid you've never seen what real arrogance looks like, have you?"
Toshiro Hijikata: "..."
That old feeling was back again. Sogo, there were still two teachers here—you should rein it in a little! Even if the two teachers were not here, Otae was still Chief Kondo's beloved. If not for the monk's sake, then for the Buddha's—don't make things too difficult for Otae.
At the very least, he should have come up with an excuse first, like Hijikata had just imagined, before doing whatever he wanted.
In fact, if Shizuka Hiratsuka and Utaha Kasumigaoka, these two "cultured people," had not been present, Hijikata would have wanted to stop Sogo like he used to. But with those two "cultured people" around, Hijikata had his pride too.
"What more do you want?" Otae's expression grew even uglier. It could not be helped—Sogo's words had sounded as though he was about to turn hostile. Though she was quite skilled, when facing the renowned Kondo Group, even if she had seemingly swept through them just now, she knew the Kondo Group had not been serious at all—
Putting aside everything else, she was not confident she could escape from the hands of the two men before her. Well, escape—not defeat them.
Otae was not afraid of death, but she still had her father's last wishes to fulfill. Whether it was carrying forward her family's dojo or finding Shinpachi a human coat rack...
"I don't want anything..." Sogo Doma shrugged again. "Didn't I just ask whether you'd never seen what arrogance was? In the end, how exactly was I being