Inuyama Ga had been provoked to anger far too many times this day—more than in all his past sixty years combined—because the man he hated most in the world had come to Japan today, and at this moment stood right before him.
Yet when truly facing Anjou, Inuyama Ga found himself suddenly not so angry after all. He quietly watched the man he regarded as his lifelong mortal enemy, his expression maintaining the calm of still water in the face of the other's biting belittling and harsh mockery.
Inuyama Ga flicked the ash from his pipe, then casually rested the pipe on the thigh of one of his goddaughters sitting beside him. When Anjou had first arrived, he had put on the swagger of an old Yakuza hoodlum, holding forth arrogantly; while Anjou engaged in a melee with Uta, Miki, and his goddaughters, he had stubbornly held back without making a move. At last, he rose with a stern expression, carrying the majesty of a Yakuza Family Head.
Chapter 265