If there's a man in the world that can take advantage of you, Niou-kun, I'm afraid I'll have to say, "I'll believe it when I see it".

[There, now, with some of the pleasantries at last out of the way, Yagyuu has the freedom to sharpen a little, settling back into familiar routine — and dragging up his usual guard in anticipation of Niou's subsequent needling. That's the game they play, after all. That doesn't change no matter how much time passes.]

And I suppose my reward in return is the pleasure of your company, hm?