Afraid he had not heard clearly, Shizune repeated it to Utatane Daitō, enunciating every word.
Utatane Daitō hurriedly turned and went to the sofa, grabbed Utatane Koharu by both shoulders, and began shaking her hard.
"Sis, Sis, wake up! Tell me this is fake, right? It has to be fake!!!"
Utatane Daitō shook Utatane Koharu hard, but she remained immersed in her own world.
Utatane Daitō seemed to understand something, and his eyes promptly darted.
"Ah, this isn't real! I don't believe it! This is fa-aaaaah!"
Utatane Daitō roared at the ceiling, but before he could finish a full sentence, Fugaku sent him flying with a slap.
He howled in midair, spinning toward the office trash can.
"Don't play dumb. Utatane Koharu is a woman, so I don't want to stoop to her level.
"But you're a man. I won't go easy on you.
"Your Utatane Clan can't get out of paying this money. You'd best hand it over early and settle this.
"I imagine you wouldn't want us Uchiha to send people to your door to collect it ourselves."
Fugaku folded his arms and narrowed his eyes at Utatane Daitō.
At Fugaku's words, Utatane Daitō climbed off the floor, clutching his face, and looked at him grimly.
"That's too much money. Our Utatane Clan isn't rolling in money like your Uchiha Clan. We don't have it."
"How much can you come up with?"
"Fifty million ryō... Ow! Uchiha Fugaku, what exactly do you want!"
The words "fifty million ryō" earned Utatane Daitō another complimentary serving of his favorite: a resounding slap.
"I should be asking you what you want! Turning 5.5 billion ryō into fifty million? Is that even a fucking thing a human being would say?!"
"Ptooey..."
Utatane Daitō spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, along with