No trade, no killing, and money was the foundation of trade. In other words, without money, there was no way to cut loose...
Sure enough, upon hearing what Shizuka Hiratsuka was planning to do, Fujigami first looked horrified. "What? Shizuka Hiratsuka is going to investigate us?"
Then he said, "Investigate us if she wants. We're a legitimate club!"
"True..." Sogo Doma nodded in deep agreement. "Even though you drink and streak... you're still good students!"
"Ah, well..."
"Perhaps I should say that there are three things indispensable in a person's life: glory, death, and a hangover..."
"That's right, that's right..." Fujigami became excited. "Master, those words of yours were truly..."
"Listening to you is like listening to you?"
"???"
"Hehe..." Seeing the other's baffled expression, Sogo Doma laughed again. "I'm not talking nonsense here, Fujigami. You said the Oolong Tea Research Club is a legitimate club. Do you believe that yourself?"
"But Master, you were the one who..." founded the club!
"Not me, wasn't me, stop making things up..." Sogo Doma's triple denial was as swift as ever. "Though I did found the club, when did I ever tell you to get hungover, much less streak..."
"Ah, well..."
"You were obviously led astray by those guys from the Kondo Group..." Sogo Doma put on a contemptuous expression. "They told you to drink, and you drank..."
"Master, that was the Kondo Group..."
"So what if it was the Kondo Group? Does that mean they could force you to do things? No, wait, they didn't force you to drink either, did they?"
"..." That was true, but they had been drinking and chatting with the big brothers of a yakuza organization. How prestigious was that?
"Besides..." Sogo Doma continued, "did the Kondo Group force you afterward? Didn't you..."
"Didn't Master say that