"Huh? What? What's going on?"
At Ye Chen's words, Zenitsu Agatsuma was utterly baffled. It was bad enough that they were speaking in riddles, but how had the conversation suddenly turned to seppuku??
"Basically, that traitor of a senior disciple of yours became a demon. Your gramps felt ashamed and was planning to put on a seppuku performance for us," Ye Chen explained bluntly, telling him what Jigoro Kuwajima intended to do.
Jigoro Kuwajima was exasperated by Ye Chen's words too. What did he mean by saying he felt ashamed and planned to put on a seppuku performance for them? Was that something you did for an audience?
"I... is that true? Gramps, you're going to perform seppuku..." Zenitsu Agatsuma stared blankly at Jigoro Kuwajima, then rushed forward and hugged his leg.
"No!! Gramps, don't give up on life!! Don't perform seppuku!!"
Zenitsu Agatsuma clung to his leg and began wailing, sobbing as though his heart were being torn apart.
"Z-Zenitsu, calm down! And stop wiping your snot on me!!" Jigoro Kuwajima reached out to push Zenitsu Agatsuma away.
But Zenitsu Agatsuma stuck to his leg like a slug, tears and snot streaming down his face, refusing to let go.
"All right... all right, Zenitsu! Let go of me first!!"
Only then did Zenitsu Agatsuma loosen his grip a little.
"Really, Gramps... you really won't perform seppuku..."
"...I won't! And it's not a performance!!"
Jigoro Kuwajima scolded him again. Even so, seeing his disciple cry so heartbrokenly over him brought moisture to his own eyes.
"Let go already! I told you, Zenitsu! Stop wiping your snot on me!!"
Jigoro Kuwajima shoved Zenitsu Agatsuma away and wiped his damp eyes.
But at the sight of the smear of snot on his trousers, his brow twitched several times. Then he turned his