"You, if you have the ability, don't run away! What's the matter with you always bullying my sister? Come here and challenge me! Let's see if I don't beat you down, hum!"
"That's enough for you. My father told me that good men don't fight with women. I'm a good man, so I won't fight with you."
"Coward, coward, if you can't win, you can't win."
"You..."
"How am I doing?"
It turns out that it has always been like this, but when did it become like this? ?
"You, you, when did you come here?"
"Oh? So I can't be here? Where is your sister, hmm? Are you going to beat me because of your sister?"
"..."
"Why don't you speak?"
"You are too vindictive..."
"... Oh, it turns out that I am a person who loves to hold grudges. Well, let's calculate the accounts of these years. One by one, slowly and clearly. After all, I do hold grudges."
"..."
"What's wrong?"
"I was wrong, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!!"