Okubo had been seen through entirely and insulted by someone he viewed as nothing more than a piece of trashy scum.
Okubo never considered… no, he’d never even imagined that such a day would come for him.
The impact he received was so enormous that his mind went completely blank. He was unable to think about anything; all he could do was shiver uncontrollably at the chill he felt.
It was as if he had fallen into an icy abyss.
"Have you received so much of a shock that you can’t even speak anymore?" the voice asked mockingly. "So that’s your laughable limit. Okubo Yoshiaki, you know quite well that you’re not even close to a match for Natsuya Yoruhana in an honest, fair match!"
