[The first comment throws the man off, and he looks like he's going to scramble trying to find an answer— but Wataru continues, and the seriousness is only irritating. Finally, the man in the suit scoffs, reaching the had he'd offered forward up to loosen his own tie, instead.]

"You've got some nerve, speaking about that brat so intimately." [Calling him "Eichi," speaking as if he knows him so well.] "Especially when his folks have it out for you like this."

[Stepping forward, his chin lifts as he cracks his knuckles. No more hands in the pockets— it looks like what this guy was excited for all along was the idea of fighting. Not fighting, but beating up a teenager— feeling powerful in that way.]

"I tried to give you the easy way out. But it can't be helped. You had to go and 'strike first'."

[A blatant lie, but the meaning is clear in the instant he gives it out. His instructions had been to only fight if Wataru fought first, but it had, of course, been a coverup for the Tenshouin name only. They won't care what this lackey does, and he knows it, as long as their reputation isn't damaged. And so he reaches out, suddenly, grabbing for Wataru's hair with one hand and trying to punch him in the gut with the other.]