"Glug..." Taiga Shinichi, pale-faced, swallowed involuntarily. If Toshiro Hijikata gave him the lingering might of a ferocious tiger, then this smiling fellow before him was a mad Death God from hell.
Someone had actually fired five shots at himself first in a supposedly absolutely fair game of Russian roulette. Who the hell would believe that? What was more, he had kept changing the direction of the barrel while firing, as if he was afraid a single shot would not be enough to kill himself. Even movies would not dare portray something like this!
He looked again at the uniform the guy in front of him was wearing. This damn guy was a student? This damn guy could be a student? If students were all like this, could yakuza like them even keep making a living? Or were the students here different from what he understood?
Had the Kansai Alliance been too hasty in choosing to expand into Tokyo?
At that thought, large beads of cold sweat began pouring from Taiga Shinichi's head again. Even though Sogo Doma's actions were nearly humiliating to him, he did not dare utter a single word of protest.
To Taiga Shinichi, the killing intent Toshiro Hijikata gave off might have been eighty percent intimidation, but this smiling boy who acted like a madman was utterly unfathomable.
Intimidation? What a joke. Who fired five shots at himself before intimidating someone else? The guy before him was clearly a lunatic who disregarded life. No wonder, no wonder even the Demon Vice-Chief had not wanted to say much upon seeing him. Unless someone was crazy, who would want anything to do with a madman like this?
As Taiga Shinichi's thoughts raced, Sogo Doma stepped forward again.
"Mr. Ant isn't speaking. It seems you still have a big issue