After hearing everything, Fujin let out a long sigh. He said softly, "I never thought that all of you would have such a tragic past. Unfortunately, there is nothing we can do to change the past. However, I can promise that no student of mine will suffer like you did.
Over and over he saw those hands block out his vision, and then snatch the ball right from his grasp. He had been "Mossed." It was pathetic. It was unforgivable. It was all his fault.
He’s just now realizing tjat? Didn't he the one ta say that he had ta be smarter?
"Why am I playing his game? Of course, I'll never get anywhere if I try to beat him with strength… I'm so angry, all I could think about was knocking him on his ass, but that's fucking impossible! I need to beat that fat piece of shit with my feet!"