Naoki ended up cutting off the emotional reaction of his retainers by almost beating them to a pulp within the time it took for a small kettle of water to boil.
Hitting the back of the last man standing with the katana handle, he pushed him aside before turning to glance at the men sprawled on the floor and groaning before him in pain.
Bringing the clean steel of the katana down to his side as his sharp glint narrowed at them, he spat. "A bunch of useless fellows!"
The disappointment was very clear in his tone as he did not bother to go easy on any of them by trying to mince his words.
He wanted them to know how he clearly felt.
'Have they been training or playing around all this while?'
The retainers bowed their heads in shame. None of them dared to say a word in defense.
They couldn't bring themselves to glance at their Master.
They had wanted to impress him by showing him that they had not been slacking off from training daily, but Lo and Behold, they failed woefully.
