"Damn it."
Koshiba Tarou was cursing inwardly as well.
After being harshly criticized by Koizumi Katsuko, he was stewing in anger in Fitz's staff lounge, growing more frustrated the more he thought about it.
The last bit of rationality left in him stopped him from acting out under Mrs. Sakai's watchful eyes.
Uncle Sakai was like a massive stabilizing force in the entire Japanese art scene, both in weight and skill.
He was someone his father needed to win over in the Japan Art Association faction.
The battles over various interests within the Japanese tea ceremony, kendo, and art associations were notorious throughout Asia.
If he truly angered Mrs. Sakai, not only would they fail to become allies, but they'd find themselves on opposing sides of the Xiaosong Gallery.
His father, Koshiba Kentaro, would be the first to go after him.
If he can't provoke them, can he at least avoid them?
Go to hell!
I'm done with this. I'm going home.
