Chokata also carried a sword like Kondo and the others—though with his hair all messy from sleep, he still seemed a bit not fully awake.
With traces of drool at the corner of his mouth, he staggered and swayed with zigzagging steps, appearing as if he could barely control his own body.
"Bang"—his head hit solidly against the door frame on one side of the corridor.
Though he was still in a sleepy, dazed state, his pace with Kondo and the others charging into the dojo wasn't slow at all.
He raised his hand, rubbing the red mark on his forehead from the bump, while hastily keeping up with Kondo and the others.
Kyūbē also came, clutching his pillow tightly, trailing behind everyone else.
"Mr. Tachibana, what's going on?" Zhouzhu, who rushed into the dojo first, surveyed the surroundings with a solemn expression, "We just heard you shouting 'Who's there,' did some thief break into Shiwei Hall?"
