Time was the greatest healing medicine. Sadness, pain, fear, and everything else would fade and be forgotten as time passed. Humans were a forgetful bunch, but changing that was actually quite simple:
"Then just make them replace their chairman again..." Sogo Doma said indifferently. Tear open the scar again, make humanity feel pain and fear again...
"Don't make taking out their boss sound so easy!" Toshiro Hijikata—Roaring Fourteen—was back online. "What about the reason? The leads? The evidence? You destroyed all of it!"
"Mr. Hijikata, yakuza conflicts aren't dinner parties. Do they need a reason?" Sogo Doma asked, puzzled.
"Bastard, do you want the Kondo Group to become everyone's target?"
"Then we'll just break all the arrows!" Sogo Doma said, raising a finger.
"Can't you solve problems like a normal person for once? Since you claim to be an ordinary high school student, then study properly, fall in love, and stop thinking about massacres all the time!" Toshiro Hijikata transformed into a roaring man once more. Break them? Hopefully it wasn't what he thought it was...
"Mr. Hijikata, you underestimate..." Sogo Doma shrugged.
"Sogo, ordinary high school students aren't like you!" Toshiro Hijikata's forehead was already covered in vein marks.
"Ugh..." Watching the veins on Toshiro Hijikata's forehead threaten to burst, Sogo Doma stroked his chin again. "If Mr. Hijikata says so, then fine..."
Eh? Sogo admitted he was wrong that easily!?
Wait!
"Sogo! Without evidence, those X-Guchi Group people..." What were they supposed to do?
"Take them out!" Sogo Doma replied without even thinking.
Toshiro Hijikata: "..."
He had to have been an idiot to complain to this guy, who used bloody methods to suppress and drive out all opposition—the bastard who had Beguiled him into firing missiles at downtown years ago...
"Phew!"
Toshiro Hijikata took a deep drag