"I’m not accusing anyone, I’m just saying it looks suspicious."
"Oh right. I’m supposed to buy that? God Pein. Might as well skewer the one you think did it and stop pretending to be righteous."
"Rude attitude aside (for now), I’m also not saying that I believe someone else did it. Honestly, with your horrible performance as of late, I was expecting you to have brought it upon yourself by accident."
"Horrible performance?** I’d like to see you do better**. In fact, I think this whole fucking mess is your fault. You overwork me so often that I’m starting to slow down. Honestly Pein, you make me so sad sometimes.
"Alright then. How about I fire you. Of course, that would mean placing you under various, painful seals to make sure you don’t slip information, and killing that daughter you kept secret from me, considering by now she knows too much. "Or, you could remember exactly who and what you’re ‘overworking’ for, and get over yourself.”







