Second, some people simply thought themselves superior. Treating them neither humbly nor arrogantly was an insult; groveling before them was only natural.
Without a doubt, Uchiha Qi was one of those people.
Thinking carefully, hadn't he often encountered people full of superiority before crossing over, using their self-indulgent hierarchies of contempt to point fingers at the world?
All he could say was that even in different worlds, with even the laws of physics differing, human hearts were always alike.
When dealing with people like that, endurance could not solve anything. They would only mistake your kindness for weakness and bully you for it, mistake your tolerance for cowardice and trample it underfoot.
So kindness needed principles, and tolerance needed limits.
Ryosuke looked at Sword Star with an utterly strange gaze, as though seeing him for the first time.
Sword Star felt quite pleased with himself. "What? Blown away by my outlook on life? Conquered by the way I handle things?"
"I have a conscience, and you're kind... Damn it! When it comes to shamelessness, you really are better."
Sword Star smiled bashfully. "You flatter me."
In truth, Sword Star had long planned to beat Uchiha Qi up. He just needed to put himself on the side of righteousness and act as though he had been pushed beyond endurance. Kindness and tolerance were merely tools Sword Star used to create the appearance of being the victim.
Setting aside Sword Star's less-than-noble character, Uchiha Qi really was scum. His two lackeys were shoving around a skinny bespectacled man. Uchiha Qi's eyes seemed to be saying, Look, he's being bullied because of you, Aburame Jianxing!
That move was disgusting enough.
At that moment, several yellowish-brown Kikaichū crawled onto Sword Star's hand.
"Aren't Kikaichū all black? These ones are pretty special."
"Who told you