So far, every word he said was a routine.

“Since you have thought about it.”

Kujo Ditaro sighed softly, and after a long silence, he continued, “Then I won’t keep you here.”

“too…”

“No need, Digo, we still want to keep going.”

“Um??!”

Without any warning, the room fell into deathly silence.

“What did you say…”

With a look of surprise on his face, Kohei Imamura glanced sideways at his good friend who suddenly seemed a stranger to him.

Kitahara Iori smiled and spoke word by word.

“I said, let’s keep going.”

Imamura Kohei’s handsome face gradually became hideous and exaggerated.

Without any hesitation, he grabbed Kitahara Iori’s collar and yelled hysterically.

“…Did you secretly take money again?!”

As if insulted, Kitahara Iori looked dejected, and his words were filled with sadness.

“Kohei, am I the kind of person who is only interested in profit in your eyes?”

Imamura Kohei was stunned, his eyes flickered, his lips trembled slightly, and he asked in surprise.

“Isn’t it…? “

“I…can you please speak some human language?!”

“Can you please be a bit more humane? You always play dirty tricks. Didn’t we agree on this before? You were the one who started this whole thing. Are you a dog? Are you a dog?!”

Faced with the abuse from his allies, Kitahara Iori was speechless for a moment.

“There’s a reason for this…”

“How much did you charge?”

“I accepted it… What the hell, we came here as part-timers, not because of Di Taro’s introduction. Now we’re leaving after only a few days. I think it’s not fair, so…”

Imamura Kohei refused to listen to Kitahara Iori’s explanation.

“Tell me the truth about how much you received. Don’t tell me anything else. I don’t believe you have such awareness!”

“I didn’t! Di Taro is my best friend, how could I accept his money…”

“I’ve never seen you charge less before…”

“That’s enough! I won’t allow you to slander my best friend, Kohei. This ends here, or we can stop being friends!”

After Kitahara Iori forcibly pushed Imamura Kohei away, he raised the corner of his mouth at Kujo Ditaro and then strode away.

“Ugh.”

Knowing that the situation was hopeless, Kohei Imamura said goodbye and left helplessly.

Kujo Ditaro, who was staying in the compartment, didn’t care much about the previous incident.

After all, all this was within his expectations.

Looking at the open door, a strange scene emerged in Kujo Ditaro’s mind.

That is, the scene of a blond man fighting against a black-haired man on the huge fighting arena.

“If they can really make it, then my decision to open a martial arts school this time can be considered a blind cat catching a dead mouse…”

Kujo Ditaro recalled the past scene and couldn’t help muttering to himself, sighing with emotion.