Trash will always be Trash [Open / Dansen]

It was surprising to see Tsurinai Naito still going to work, even though he honestly didn't need the job. The fact he would even bring himself into Nadashiki, the area where filth seemed to gather, was surprising himself. For one who had such a king complex that they literally saw others as livestock, you'd think he would surround himself with more sociable dregs of the old society. But no, here he was surrounded by the scum of the Earth. It was quite humorous, as this was exactly where he met the one named Ogami Gabishi. He would have most likely faded into mediocrity with the rest of the trash there, if Naito hadn't convinced him to go back to school. Well not actually convinced... He basically ordered the fellow second year to return back to school or face consequence. A threat from Tsurinai Naito was not something to keep riding on your shoulders and ignored for too long. Not at all. For one such as him with influence, ambition, and over all power; he was one of the worst people in Ueitawa to turn into an enemy. Lucky for most, he didn't waste his time on the pathetic fools that wished to slander his name. One beating fish never turned back the tide. They were as pointless as their existence in this potential hindering world. Ugh, how it made him so irritated. Every day, he noticed something that disgusted him with people. Self preservation was fine. It was human nature to wish to survive and worry about oneself first. But when the weak used this to attempt to hold down those more fortunate than them that actually earned their superior status? It was sickening! Tch, just thinking about it made Tsurinai's eyes twitch with anticipation. For what? For the new world ofcourse. Though he wasn't entirely sure how, he knew Limbo had the power to shape and recreate a world in his image, with his rules. It seemed to be an administer of some sort. Perhaps the wishes reflected by the human heart itself? It was an impressive theory from a simple student, was it not?

Standing outside the Sushi Bar, Tsurinai was on his break for a short while. He stood near the door with a hand loosely on his side, while the other messed around with his phone. His eyes would be focused on the glowing screen before shifting up to look at the dark sky. The moon was shining quite marvellously in such a undeserving area. It was strange how the world worked. No matter, his attention was stolen by a few thugs across the street. They seemed to be harassing some young scholar that ended up on the wrong side of town. Telling from his clothes, he was most likely a resident of Nokawia. Such rich fabrics only belonged to those there, of course. They seemed to notice this, and openly began to rough the young boy up right before the silver haired teenager's eyes. One would think Naito would go out to protect the defenseless boy, but instead he crossed his arms and simply watched with narrowed eyes. Why interfere? If someone could not defend themselves in the world, then they were nothing but cannon fodder. They were trash, and deserved to be discarded like trash. Most likely the boy lived in Nokawia under his parents money. He was born into power, he never earned it. Heh, with no merit he deserved no less from these want to be gangsters. "Pathetic weakling." Naito muttered the words under his breath as he brushed off his apron and looked elsewhere. Was there anything else to catch his attention on this moderately long lunch break of his? "If there's one thing you can count on in Nadashiki, it's that the scum will surely come out at night with no worry. They're like roaches.. or more like a virus. They need to be dealt with. The more the spread, the more this society suffers. How shameful." Hos blunt words were in full effect as he spoke with a cold gaze.

Dansen had been wandering around the town of Nadeshiki for quite a few hours before coming upon a bunch of gang punks forcibly taking a boy's money, they looked to be some of the regulars of the rather dark streets, the boy seemed to come from Kizuna high school he had probably not expected such a reception upon entering the badlands that were the streets of Nadeshiki at night. Still it was a scene Dansen could not have placed better he had grown a reputation in the town as a avid gambler and a rather large pest to those who were looking for victims to mug. "Hey fellas, say why don't I play you for that kid's money if you win you can get what I got off the last guys I saw today..." Dansen proceeded to take out some of the money he had taken from his last 'endeavor' and the rest was seemingly history the men set up a makeshift table from the side of the street and Poker was the name of the game, a game that was Dansen favorite to boot. He let the thugs shuffle the deck they would complain of cheating had they not but he had no reason to here, in school he would cheat to see if anyone was eagle-eyed to notice the ploy but here he was willing to use a little bit of luck and some pride as a gambler deal with the badmen of the Nadeshiki nights.

It was almost too easy... The game ended up without much of a hassle the opponent had little idea how to play poker and did not even know how the effective cards could be together, Dansen's luck was shining that day and as it had so did the face of the boy he saved. "Here's your cut." He handed the boy his stolen money back to himwith a calming smile. "I would suggest looking for better nightlife elsewhere guys around here are known to prey on anyone who looks remotely well dressed..." The boy was cut off by the sound and weight of a glass being thrown to wide to hit his head yet enough to alert him of the danger, the gang was not willing to let him go with the little money they had, it took a quick knee to the player he was against to scatter his allies the others did not even notice Dansen's speed before their leader was already on his way to a meeting with the asphalt. Dansen took a quick look around as the men fled and the other boy ran quickly home and sighed as he thought out loud to himself "It wasn't about the money it was the game itself that was important at least be chivalrous when you lose..." With that Dansen noted a rumbling in his lower stomach "Hmmmm might get a bite to eat, maybe I'll go to that Sushi joint those second year girls were talking about..." With that next thought Dansen was off ready to get through the night with perhaps a few less altercations, still couldn't hurt if it mixed things up a bit.

Hmm? What was this? Sukumada Dansen attempting to remedy the situation? How strange. Why would such a person attempt to protect the other, who surely didn't deserve it? How was the weak supposed to learn defense, if the strong constantly came to their aid. Tch, the fools would never learn! The silver haired teenager would tap a finger upon his bicep, as his arms were folded over his chest. His stance was refined, with no such slouching, as he subtly watched the scene before him. Somehow the scheming one named Sukumada convinced the idiots to play a game. He seemed very interested in manipulating the dumbfounded and luring them into his little card games. It surely was a notable skill to have when dealing with livestock. Tsurinai Naito still hadn't made a decision when it came to determining if Sukumada was a threat or not. He was more like a jester entertaining the masses in Naito's point of view so far. After all, the only times he had paid attention to him was when he was doing such card games. The "superior" student had yet to make a full analysis of him. Atleast, not as of yet. There was one thing for certain however. There was a chance he was more than just livestock and smart enough to be essential to the Hierarchy. Of course, if he believed in such a perfect world. On the other hand, he could simply be a dreg of the current society and would not wish to see the brunt of the people becoming ambitious. If more were ambitious, then he'd be out of his game, correct? No fool would survive that would fall for his tricks. That could potentially make him an enemy in the future. If that was the case, he would need to be removed, just like the others in Tsurinai's path before him. Now, with the power of Persona, ridding someone was surely a simple task. But there was a chance Sukumada was a smart one, and wished to see a Hierarchy aswell.

Watching the altercation escalate to violence, Tsurinai remained in his position. He had nothing invested into the people involved, so he would not get involved of course. However, it seemed he wouldn't need to, would he? No. Sukumada handled himself quite well. Seemed as if he had some fight in him, and the rest of the cowards ran when they noticed it. How pathetic! Typical of the swine. What made Tsurinai even more distant from the situation was the fact Sukumada showed such kindness to the one being harassed in the first place. Helping the weak was going to be his downfall in the future. What a waste of potential. Tsurinai had told him once that he wished to see his growth, but if he grew spoiled because of the filth he surrounded himself with, he'd be a wasted product. Such a shame aswell. He'd be a viable soldier when it came to claiming the power of Limbo and creating the new world. The "superior" world. Whatever the case, things were going to be getting interesting. More pieces were being added to the board, and the outcome was becoming alot less clear. Of course, not in terms of how the world would become, but by who would be standing by his side at the end of it. Tsurinai was positive Kano Genji would want no part with a Hierarchy. The Persona-Users currently around most likely wouldn't want a part of it, to be completely honest. They were soft. They weren't willing to make the greater sacrifice for the world of today and tomorrow. So much potential simply wasted.. Such a shame. Well, that was good and well as long as they didn't wish to try their potential against his own. If Tsurinai had too, he'd challenge god to claim this new world order. He owed it to humanity to fix the wrongs countless generations had neglected.. To fix the status quo that became so defiled.

Turning towards the entrance of the Sushi bar, Naito wouldn't say a word as he made his confident stride back within the establishment. The moment he returned, the chef would call his name, but the teenager would return with a cold glare as his response. He didn't enjoy swine interrupting his process of thought. The man suddenly ducked his head and went back to work as Tsurinai continued his way back behind the counter. Once he was back, he'd grab a knife and begin to twirl it upon the palm of his hand. He was no stranger when it came to handling blades of any size. Sliding a slab of red snapper infront of himself, Naito would begin to slice and dice it with quick hands and precision, showing off just how skilled he was. It was more of a show for the guests of the shop, as he never truly served anyone an order. He simply enjoyed cutting things up because it helped him work on dexterity and control. In other words, he was simply getting chump change to continue his training. Easy money, even though he never needed it.

Dansen entered the little sushi joint with the intention of getting something to fill the pit that was seemingly ever growing in his stomach, the restaurant was seemingly abuzz by the acts of a certain chef who displayed quite impressive knife play. It wasn't uncommon to have someone in Nadashiki have some skill with blades the place was known to be rather dangerous, it was a field of wolves waiting to prey on those who had the gall to enter unprepared, still Dansen did not see the big deal with skill with a knife as the restaurant was seemingly in an uproar with the skills of this unknown worker. It was when he was seated that he had come to realize why he had heard about this restaurant so particularly and why he remembered that the second year girls he had heard wanting to come here were so giggly and excited. As he sat down he was in spitting distant of Tsurinai Naito his senior and seemingly challenger who was the one that those around him were so mesmerized by, his skill with a blade as he cut through the pieces of raw fish that were handed towards him was quite impressive as expected of someone who had skill with a blade as well as being a rather focused if not blunt individual. Dansen did not expect such a chance meeting to occur and as such even one such as him was surprised to see Naito to be working in a strip mall in the middle of one of the more uncouth areas of the Ueitawa region. As such Dansen openly said aloud "Naito-senpai? You work here?"

He did then realized that this would explain the rather large amount of girls of his and Naito's age that seemingly were waiting to be served, it had seemed that Naito was quite popular seemingly without doing much. "Must be his magnetic personality..." Dansen joked in his head but he certainly did not expect such an lucky encounter to occur as such he decided to order. He choose to get some Spicy tuna rolls along with shrimp and salmon sashimi separately and all the while he had hoped that Naito would not be distracted by having one of those he seemingly didn't see as simple cattle in the restaurant, it was not Dansen's effort to cause Naito any distress of any added stress, at this point he just wanted some grub. If Naito did however come to Dansen and question him Dansen would claim "Well Senpai I didn't think you would need a part-time job, but it seems your training how to cut up a person rather than more fish..." The thought was gruesome but it did seem that was the case, now it was on Naito to give perhaps an explanation for his being there.

Tsurinai's silver eyes would shift up to look towards Sukumada after hearing his name spoken. He figured the student would end up wandering within the Sushi bar after that bold display outdoors. I guess this would give Naito the time to speak on the matter, but for the current moment he was more focused on dicing the raw fish before him. "Work here? I suppose you could say I work here, but it's more along the lines of simply extending my training here. And you're correct, I don't need a part-time job... and you may be correct about your last comment aswell." His answer was blunt and to the point. As he spoke, he never stopped slicing through the food. "I'm more curious on why someone like you would be out here in Nadashiki. I suppose because of your gambling habits? Your prey probably stalks these streets, hmm?" Naito would suddenly stop his routine of slicing through the fish, and would finally stab the blade into a plank of wood before crossing his arms over his chest. His eyes were narrowed, as he continued to glance towards Dansen. "Regardless, I did take note of your heroic actions out there. Well, perhaps seen as heroic from others, but foolish by myself. Why would you endanger yourself to help that weakling? How would he ever learn how to protect himself if he has others nurturing him like a child?" It was obvious that Tsurinai disapproved of Sukumada Dansen's actions this night. However, he was more curious to reasoning than speaking down upon him. Perhaps because he held a semi-high opinion of him. Perhaps he had some sort of investment in the boy he saved, which was why he helped him. That could be a potential reason, correct?

Tsurinai Naito's keen eyes would focus upon Sukumada's every detail, just to be sure his response wasn't simply a lie. Where he knew Sukumada in a Kendo environment, he didn't know much about the first year when it came to life outside school. Though, to be honest, he really didn't care much for Dansen's everyday life. He had no use for him outside the kendo team as of yet, so it'd be a waste of time attempting to get to know him. But at the same time, he was interested in his views on society. Was Dansen the type to allow the weak to hold him down? If so, what wasted potential. Perhaps Tsurinai could educate him enough to where their view points became quite parallel to one another's. He was not a lost cause as of yet. Not as much as the other fledglings that flocked around Naito during his daily routines, such as practicing with the blade. Unlike many other boys his age, Naito did not care for the females in his grade. There was none that challenged him enough to catch interest, and to add to that they caused nothing but trouble. Even the strongest men because soft with female intervention, and Tsurinai was nothing like them. His priorities were straight indeed.

Seemingly Naito had made good on his gut feeling, the real reason he was here was not simply to make good tasting fish dishes but instead to have a sort of training that you cannot have simply in the gym or the dojo a kind of skill training that requires a bit more finesse than usual. Naito had asked the Dansen why he was out on the streets of Nadashiki at such a time like this, he had expected the reason was that Dansen was looking to get a thrill from a few of the patrons of the fair streets and he was not that far off, but the real reason Dansen was there was more or less due to the fact he was simply in such a whimsical type of mood. He would never stand still he had to be moving or doing something or he would simply not be able to contain himself it had just so happened that an event like teach some thugs poker was one of the events that Dansen was willing to do that day. "Well I'm not the kind of person to force others into a game without some provocation, I play and gamble to see the best and worst that a person can get when they leave their fate to chance." He had responded rather somberly for the way that Dansen usually did but he was not looking to be coy or ironic he was openly telling Naito his feelings on his habit of games and whatnot.

After finishing that the silver-haired senior made comments on Dansen's heroics that occurred outside. "Oh you saw that huh?" He was a little surprised but Naito was the kind of person to tell it straight rather than dance around a subject and he did this rather spectacularly as he stabbed his blade into the wood of the chopping board before questioning Dansen on his aid of the boy outside Dansen waited for Naito to finish his question before he straightened up and looked rather seriously at Naito but still talked with rather friendly mannerisms. "Well if a person is saved by another then sometimes that person can feel quite pathetic having to rely on another to help them out of a jam." Dansen continued after taking a sip from the water he had procured from one of the servers. "When someone realizes that there not strong enough to protect themselves some will let that be their lot in life, but I always like to see a gambler be born, not for games but for the chance to change their status and how their gonna live afterwards." Dansen looked at Naito's stern and unflinching expression "I want to see people change I wanna know that those who could be called weak can prove those that claim them so wrong, I know its a gamble but that's something I've never been afraid of." Dansen finished off he speech with grabbing the handle of the knife that Naito had stuck into the wood and lifting an uncut salmon piece up in the air. Before the piece of fish hit the wood again it was already in 5 clean cuts that landed together those around would be surprised at first and then a bit wary due to a student having such skill with a blade not to mention one-handed at that. "I've always found a Shinai to be a bit bulky and heavy one-handed is more my style..." Dansen then proceeded to stab the knife back into the board waiting on Naito to make his move.

"Leave their fate to chance, hm? What an interesting phrase." Tsurinai spoke in a dry tone, as if he truly didn't believe the phrase was all that impressive. Infact, he certainly did not. Gambling was not something he was a fan of, to be completely honesty. For one who lived in a world of precision, leaving anything to chance was just unbecoming. Everything needed to be calculated for the most likely result. Well, in Tsurinai Naito's world of course. How he was raised, he was always taught to do things precisely. His father didn't want anything any other way. Though Tsurinai Naito despised his old man, he did learn valuable lessons from him. He learned that might literally controlled everything. Without strength, you were walked over and disrespected. With strength you gained charisma and followers. No one wished to be associated with one who couldn't defend themselves, correct? Constantly being relied on was also a pain, yet the majority of humanity seemed to accept such things. Regardless, Tsurinai Naito questioned Sukumada's childhood. Was he raised to be some gambler of fate? That was strange, as there was no such thing as a preordained fate. And even then, how could you gamble something that was already pre-written by the strings of time? Perhaps Naito was simply over thinking what the fellow student actually meant. That could have been the case here, and it wouldn't have been that unbelievable now would it? The silver haired "genius" was known to over think this now and again. Taking every detail and leaving absolutely nothing to chance, or in this case "fate". He'd overlook Sukumada Dansen's foolish views on chance, and continue on with the conversation at hand.

Next Sukumada began to explain exactly why he insisted on helping the boy from before. Naito, of course, didn't agree with such a point of view. It was not Tsurinai's job to make humanity feel pathetic about themselves by saving them. No, he would rather them rise to the occasion so they could protect themselves. He went on about gambles once again. Is this how he thought of life? As some big game of chance? Tsurinai couldn't help but shake his head with disapproval, but he wouldn't crush his fellow Kendo team member's visions. "Leaving everything to chance is an unneeded risk when one can control most outcomes with alittle bit of will involved. Where you seem to enjoy chance, I enjoy calculations. Leaving everything to chance is... nonsensical." Though blunt and to the point, Tsurinai Naito did not speak in his usual condescending tone. "No matter, I must say you're quite honest. A normal person would not openly tell another of their viewpoints. Especially viewpoints such as that. It leaves me to wonder.." The silver haired sushi chef gave a thin smile as he tilted his head forward. "Are you concerned about what I said earlier when regarding "nurturing" the weak? Do you honestly believe the same people would come to your aid, if you were in trouble, if they couldn't protect themselves? Investing your time in them could be your downfall in the future." Naito spoke in a steady tone, even through Dansen's random display of prowess with a knife. The manager of the sushi restaurant would raise his voice and reprimand the customer for using staff equipment so dangerously. It was against their policy.

Regardless of all going on around him, Tsurinai stood without flinching. Especially when the knife was stabbed back within the wooden block before him. Only his eyes would narrow, as they shifted down to the wooden block with a cold glare. "It shouldn't matter. Two-handed or one, if you have skill and principles you should be able to handle the blade with precision. It is the same practice with slight differences. No matter, when our next Kendo meet begins I'm expecting high results from you. If you disappoint me, my high opinion of you may diminish. We have much potential on the team, and I don't intend on watching it go to waste by the end of the season."

Dansen made his apologies to the manager at the restaurant first claiming he never meant to kick up a fuss he only wanted to crack out the kink in his wrist that had been there for a good hour now, the manager seemingly unsettled around the two gentlemen in front of him, especially Naito he took the apology and made his excuses to move on. Dansen turned to Naito whose questioning on Dansen's views were seemingly more argumentative than what he had hoped, seemingly his elder did not like the notion of leaving things to chance he enjoyed a sense of control and clarity in everything he did. Dansen had to shake his head on his rather opposing thought on the matter, he did not wish to claim that Naito was wrong in his thinking anyone could have their opinion on the matters of how life should work, Naito simply enjoyed being in the captain seat and controlling every moment and situation he could try. "Sorry, but if you are not a fan of chance or 'fate' then choosing to take on Kendo or even trying to get stronger in general is simply leaving yourself open to be taken aback by how the world can shock you." Dansen stopped to eat a portion of his meal then continued. "In combat you can't expect to have all the situations just fall into place, more than that you can't just rely on yourself to know what is needed for all of those around you if you take on the task of controlling everyone you will end up not having enough to beat someone who sees the event roll out in front of them and then plans around them." Dansen took another bite of raw fish then finished up. "You can't expect to control the forces of nature like chance encounters, fights or even the slip ups of human error. If you try you'll end up dead." Dansen gave his two cents for Naito comments only for Naito to praise his truthfulness when being asked about his views. "A person's ideals are their strength lose them and you have no drive to evolve."

Naito then made another query to Dansen on the aid he had given to the student and his expectations with the student that he had aided. "You're wondering if I expect him to aid me? Well if he becomes stronger then maybe, but more than what I did was I gave him a reason to grow and better himself, no one wants to be weak enough that they must be protected right? I want to create the bonds that can create strength for those who have yet to understand they had the potential to take it for themselves." Dansen finished up his meal and sighed a bit when he realized he had been filled to bursting from his journey to search for better food establishments. Naito took on a cold glare as he looked down at his knife he then made good on a few choice words on Dansen's Kendo skills, Dansen wanted to ease his elder's worries so he did try to tell him in the only way he could when fighting. "Don't worry I don't expect to waste away in the corner, I hate to lose unless my opponent is really good." Dansen tilted his head towards Naito and took on a serious stare to meet his own "And also, if you thought that you opinion of me was all I cared about on the Kendo team then I feel you may be a bit off, when I fight I do it to better myself or to look to better others I don't need much of a pep boost other than that." Dansen finished up with that and waited on the Sliver-haired chef to make his next move waiting in anticipation in the little game of ideals chess they were playing.

"Hah.." Tsurinai Naito laughed under his breath at Sukumada's explanation about chance, and how calculated numbers could be the end of someone. It was like a child's point of view, was it not? Of course there would always be chance in no matter what someone did in life, but there was a way to dim chances by being prepared before hand. Leaving everything to "fate" and blaming things on "chance" was a cowards way of life. One Tsurinai Naito looked down upon. "You speak like an idealist who's world is a pipe dream. I am well aware chance will always be present, but living life by that rule is pathetic. With calculations, there are numerous ways to tip the scales of chance to your favor, and with these calculations, chance becomes expected outcome. Even in Kendo I am aware of chance, and I take it into consideration when planning my attack or defense. As you say, there is always a chance of something happening, but that does not make anyone lose. Chance alone is not strong enough to dictate battle or life itself. I am well aware of "fate" and chance, but it is no where near that important in my life, that it causes me to waver when reaching for my goals. It is a coward's excuse to leave things to such illusions, and not take full responsibilities of action and reactions. Now when it comes to controlling human error, you may be correct. In a natural setting, controlling your surroundings becomes very limited, as even humans make mistake from time to time. Do I hold this against them? No, because I expect it. However, I will not bend over and simply allow such error to go on without attempting to put an end to it. I will leave that, at that." Tsurinai Naito decided not to continue about how he was going to change the natural order of life itself. For someone like Sukumada, who seemed to caught up on chance, it would be a waste of time explaining the wonders of the supernatural side of life. And even then, Sukumada most likely knew nothing of Limbo, and the power it held within. It would be a waste of both their times. Closing his eyes, Tsurinai Naito would give a subtle nod towards Sukumada. "Though our views are entirely different, I am quite impressed you have such a strong will to keep to your side." The gambler's views did not align with Tsurinai Naito's at all. If he could not be convinced, then his name would be put on the list of potential opponents that'd look to stand in the way of a more controlled world. A world where law and order was absolute, and those who were blessed with the strength of will blossomed.

Naito continued to listen... His reason for saving the weakling. How motherly of him to nurture the weak child. What was next? Walking him back and forth from school once he noticed the boy was nothing but a dependent. Naito wished to shake his head of the thoughts. Throughout his childhood, he was molded into one who could be alone, and still function when in hostile environments. Maybe he couldn't see things from Sukumada's point of view because he had never been in his shoes before. Regardless of the reasons why, Naito had found his resolve years earlier, before he had even moved into Ueitawa. He was sure he knew what the world needed most, and it wasn't a motherly hand reaching down and picking up those who wasted their potential as human beings. Moving back onto Kendo, and Dansen's comment about Tsurinai's opinion, the silver haired student would tilt his head back and look down upon the first year. "Good. If you're expecting a cookie for every competent action you perform for the Kendo Club, then you would have been severely upset. Do not take my high opinion as nothing more than an opinion. When it comes to Kendo, it all narrows down on you. Not me, or anyone else watching. Just you. Continue to say you want to better yourself and others to brainwash yourself, it does not matter. As long as you succeed, and break the barriers you set upon yourself, you'll never become one of the dregs of this everyday society." As usual, Naito's tone was rather blunt and to the point. He was not one to cut corners when it came to speaking to others. Perhaps after some time, this bluntness would eliminate the naive views of life currently plaguing Sukumada's mind.

Dansen had his ear talked off by Naito on ideal of chance that he had given to his attention he had stated that he felt that while chance was a factor in all things he and others could turn the tide of chance and fate to their advantage, it was something that Dansen could see as true but if Naito felt that this was possible simply changing the way a battle could turn or a person would change their opinion by enforcing his own control over it then he would be swallowed by the sea of his own avarice and ego before it was too long, still Dansen held no grudge against his elder for having his own views it was one of the few things that he could give a person credit for to stick to their guns and never stop trying to give his own ideals clarity. Still when Naito had claimed that Dansen was a coward for believing in such a thing as chance or fate Dansen gave a look of stern understanding and retorted the way he saw fit. "I think of cowardice a different way, I feel that those who are willing to sit back a watch while others are hurt, those who could be of use to them simply due to their own pride are cowardly, if you have the power to protect then use it if not for that then why else where you given it? To enforce your own will? That makes someone no better than those thugs trying to extort money cause they think they are better than those they steal from." Dansen never openly out and said to Naito directly his feelings on the matter but he could guess the second year would understand the context of such a confrontation that Dansen had put before him, the young man was becoming aware of the sliver haired man's way of acting. He was like a brick wall that was unrelenting, stuck into his ideals and beliefs he became an immovable object, yet this made it so Dansen had to have a sort of respect for Naito's ambition and way of life. Still Dansen would act as an unstoppable force as one who felt that change could occur anytime and it was not the will of anyone who should affect that.

Naito made comments back towards Kendo and how he expected that Dansen not falter on his skills or to rely on his own beliefs but to break through his own expectations. "Hmm You do know your stuff about Kendo Naito..." Dansen had made no honorific as previously and simply continued on with the same look of sombre yet stern strength. "If I was to break through my own barriers that would mean defeating you as well." He sat back in his chair and watched Naito's every move then continued "If I was to do that though I would still think of it as a stepping stone to the change I so desperately desire for each and every step of the way, in order to better ones self and those around him he must evolve to become the best he can be for himself as well as those he wishes to help." Dansen finished with his feelings on Naito's own self ambition. "You may want to prove to those around you that the strong control the weak, but man is a social creature and to deny the wishes or ideals of the 'dregs' is to make yourself weaker by comparison." Dansen once again took a confrontational stance to Naito, he knew the man only respected strength and he was not one to shy away from a battle of ideals so in this case it was an immovable object versus and unstoppable force with both waiting for the other to falter or for them both to begin to understand, something that was perhaps a hard sell at this point in time.

Tsurinai Naito, in all his perfection, knew his views were quite extreme when it came to humanity. However, he believed it was necessary for true change, and thus he was set in stone on it, even when given opposing ideals from others. With this talk, he was well aware of how Sukumada viewed the world around him, and he came to a conclusion. The boy was strong in will but weak in desire. Wasting away his true potential for those weaker than himself was absurd. Naito, for once, could not understand the process of thought. Why would anyone willingly endanger themselves for an investment that gave no positives? How complicated. Regardless of all this, Naito would remove his apron and toss it upon the counter behind him. Looking towards it, he would begin to speak to Sukumada once again. "It seems quite hypocritical for a gambler to speak on extorting money. Wouldn't you say those card tricks of yours are taking advantage of others who are not as competent as yourself? There may be some differences, but it is still on the same plain of thought. It is human nature to take advantage of one another, and it does go both ways. The weak can also take advantage of the strong by clinging to them, and bringing them down to their level. Whether it be jealously, or just self preservation, it makes no difference. I do not enforce my own will upon others because I see them so below me. No, I see the potential humans truly have, and hate to see it wasted so frivolously. A world filled with ambition would accomplish much more than one who is so satisfied with the status quo. For decades, humanity as been nurtured, and we've shown little growth. Perhaps it's time to take matters to a new level, so we do not become so stagnant as a race." It was true, Tsurinai Naito did not care who ruled the new world he wished to see, he just wanted change. Those who did not work for status made him sick, and those who expected things to come to them were trash.

Moving on through the conversation, Naito would give a thin smile when it came to Sukumada speaking on defeating him. It had been some time since the silver haired teen had experienced loss. Infact, he couldn't remember the last time he was bested by another human being. When it came to a Shadow, he had fallen against one, but that was only because he sacrificed himself to save Kano. A move he would most likely never perform again. Continuing to listen through Dansen's last remark, Tsurinai Naito would begin to walk around the corner with an indifferent expression on his face. Walking pass Sukumada, the silver haired young man would tilt his head forward and close his eyes. He wouldn't turn back to look towards the one he was speaking too. "Weaker in comparison, hm? I certainly do not feel weaker. Take note of what I am to about to say to you Sukumada. The world is about to change. The dregs will learn to adapt into a new world or lick their wounds and cower. It does not matter to me, as "fate" will weed them out. These disappearances have a much larger meaning than people would ever know. My question to you: Will you join the dregs who can't move on, or will you reach towards a future where humanity knows no bounds?" Naito would not await a response, as he headed towards the front door and reached into his coat. Removing two white gloves, he'd begin to place them upon his hands in a nonchalant manner. "We'll speak more on this another time, Sukumada Dansen. Do not let the weak dim your potential. It would be a shame ." With that said, the imperious teen was gone and out the door without another word. He was fairly confident he had a good mental image of what kind of person Dansen was. Now the real question was did Naito believe him an ally or enemy?

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Dansen heard once again Naito's opinions on the way that Dansen viewed the world, he made points that Dansen had some irony in claiming that someone like himself could take the high ground when he takes money from those he wins against. "True I do win money from those I play, but I take it as an experience to learn rather than a way to extort the weak most people who would try their luck after being beaten once could show that they have more potential than previously seen." Dansen had finished his meal and the waiter was taking away the plates, Dansen requested the check to be given as soon as possible and the man went off to check the toll. Naito continued on to focus on his ideal that he would like to have seen, the change of those who would take ambition to its extremes and rule those who would not, Dansen could see the future that Naito wanted to see was different but not entirely destructive, but it had problems. "If you allow everyone to cling to ambition then it would lead to the destructive urges of jealousy and envy taking over ever facet of a person's daily life, that's no way to live." Dansen had given more to the older student to think upon though he expected Naito to not take such things to heart at this point. Naito went on to seemingly smile when Dansen mentioned the idea of beating him he turned to Dansen and tilted his head while he talked upon the coming of perhaps a new world, but he then gave something away that piqued Dansen's interest. "What does Naito know about the disappearances around the area?"

Dansen had heard of mystery vanishings that had occurred, it was nothing much than rumors or hushed whispers but he did not think much of them, simply people losing their way or leaving for brighter pastures in the dead of night. But Naito claimed that there was more than just that, something that hit Dansen in the pit of his stomach. "If Naito knows something about these missing persons then what is the deal?" He wasn't sure if the older student gave it away intentionally but the words raced through Dansen's mind as he tried to come up with some sort of scenario where Naito could have knowledge of such things. Naito then bid the younger man farewell as he usually did, he questioned if Dansen would fall behind or if he would take hold of his life and outdo others, Dansen felt best to answer honestly. "I will do what I always do keep progressing forward even when it seems unreasonable, and if I happen to empower others then that is simply 'fate' throwing out another hand to me." With that Naito was gone and the waiter had returned with Dansen's check. He paid with the money he had gotten off the thug on the street, he did not feel that proud about it but the criminal had tried to take more money that was not his so it was a fair trade in his eyes. As he exited the restaurant he had saw that the silver-haired student was long gone, his words and impressions made Dansen wary yet his own self-belief in himself was so strong that it had to be admired. Dansen was sure he would meet Naito again, then perhaps he could get to the bottom of the mystery of Naito's knowledge with the missing persons going on in the region. "I love a good mystery." Dansen thought to himself as he slowly made his way back to the dorms.

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