"Mr. Chokata, Mr. Saito, it's almost lunchtime. What do you feel like eating?"
Saito, just as Aoto expected, responded indifferently, "Anything."
Aoto never expected to get a specific answer from Saito, so after replying "Okay," he turned his inquiring gaze towards Chokata.
As soon as his sight landed on Chokata's face, Aoto was surprised to find that Chokata, who was usually smiling and carefree, now had his lips pursed, as if he had something on his mind.
"Mr. Chokata, what's wrong? Do you have something on your mind?"
"Huh?" Chokata hesitated for a moment, then grinned and said cheerfully, "No, I don't have anything on my mind."
"I just… feel a bit guilty."
"Guilty?" Aoto raised his eyebrows.
"… Mr. Tachibana, you were amazing just now. You were able to fearlessly demand Chiba Domon Shiro to retract his derogatory remarks about our Shiwei Hall and apologize, right in front of so many people."
"Compared to you… I feel inadequate…"
