"Hahaha..." Kotaro Katsura laughed loudly with a stiff expression. "Sogo, don't you think it's amazing to know the exact time without looking at a clock?"
"I don't." Sogo Doma answered without even bothering to think. Upon hearing that, Kotaro Katsura went from having a stiff expression to becoming completely petrified. After a long while, his knees gave out and he dropped to the ground in utter despair—barely supporting himself with his two seemingly badly injured hands: orz... Like a defeated dog, he murmured, "R-right, what use is that anyway? It's c-completely useless. Come to think of it, it's basically a worthless skill. You could just call it a useless ability..."
"Sogo..." Toshiro Hijikata's eye twitched again at the sight. "How about you sweet-talk Katsura a little more..." Why was everyone at their dojo such a freak?
His heart was so tired. Should he just destroy it all?
"Mr. Hijikata..." However, those words offended Sogo Doma. "No, I should call you Mr. Fooljikata Fourteen-Long. Do you think everyone can fool people as easily as you do? How could an honest person like me possibly fool Zura? I have great martial virtue..." Everyone: "..." Not only could he casually hand out the number for a psychiatric hospital, he even wanted people to check themselves in. Doma, didn't your conscience hurt saying that?
"Mr. Katsura, pull yourself together!!!" Fortunately, not everyone remained silent. After Kotaro Katsura fell into depression, Elisaki behind him also crouched down and placed a hand on Zura-ko's shoulder. "D-don't mind what anyone else says. I think it's really amazing that you can tell the time without looking at a clock, Mr. Katsura..."
"Elisaki?" Kotaro Katsura froze. Turning back, tears welled up in his eyes. "Y-you really think so?"
"O-of course..." Seeing his little expression desperately begging for validation, Saki