"Since you know it's a good thing, of course I can't tell you. I never leave my name behind when I do good deeds..." Sogo Doma said, shaking a finger. "Seriously, you guys mobilized that many people? Shooting a movie or something?"
"Quit playing dumb. I just received intelligence that someone was directing a bunch of unemployed thugs to cause trouble here. The place they were brought to..." At this point, Toshiro Hijikata looked at the blazing little bar and, for a moment, did not know what to say.
After a long while, Toshiro Hijikata's face twisted viciously.
"Bastard, when did you get the news!? Where are they? You burned them all to ashes—where am I supposed to find the mastermind now!?"
"The mastermind?" Sogo Doma chuckled and pointed at the burning wreck of a bar. "If you go inside, you might still find some ashes and chunks of flesh..."
"How could the mastermind possibly show himself so easily? You bastard definitely didn't even interrogate him, did you?"
"The guy brought a lot of gunmen. His presence was huge, and he was really imposing! One look and you could tell he was the kind of boss in a TV drama who wouldn't survive three episodes after appearing..." Sogo Doma said decisively. "His look made people really want to blow his head off, so the bullets just couldn't control themselves..."
"A-a lot of gunmen? Where are those gunmen?" The cigarette in Toshiro Hijikata's hand no longer seemed to hit the spot.
"They're all inside, lying nice and neat..."
"S-Sogo, when you say a lot, how many are we talking about?" Toshiro Hijikata's expression suddenly turned rather ugly.
"About a hundred, I guess..." Sogo Doma mused.
"Gulp..." Toshiro Hijikata swallowed. "A-a hundred people are all in there?"
"Yep, nice and neat. They