"As a retainer to my lord, I must remind you: Do not drag my lord into those nauseating disputes—this is the first time, and I hope it is also the last."
"If it happens again..."
Tsuchimikado Motoharu's tone stretched out, and a cold glint began to flicker in his slender, handsome eyes.
It was a chill that resembled the edge of a blade.
Making Ryosuke shudder from head to toe.
Almost instinctively, Ryosuke was about to bow in agreement.
But at the last moment, he held back.
"You know what happened?"
Ryosuke asked.
"I know some of it."
"An organization that plays both the referee and the athlete is rapidly expanding in the shadows, and then, its ambition began to swell."
"And in the end?"
Tsuchimikado Motoharu snorted coldly and did not continue.
Playing the referee as well as the athlete?
Does that mean being the police and also...
Ryosuke was no fool and quickly caught on.
His brow furrowed tightly.
Even tighter than before.
