[It's a damn good thing that he's not talking with Ushijima, who pisses him off all the same, or he just might throw a punch. Just like in middle school when Hajime stopped him and knocked sense into him. But boy does he have the urge to throw one right now. The kid just doesn't get it, he replaced him in a match, because he was better.

Even if Tooru got a best setter award in a match against Shiratorizawa, but that's neither here nor there.

Instead he just glares. The same kind of smug, cold, glare he gives in a match where he can't lash out, but the anger is boiling beneath his skin.]

The point, my dear Tobio, is that you don't have to work as hard as everyone else. You and the shrimp just have it come to you naturally and leave us all behind eventually.