Fake It 'Til You Make It

"So. What's it gonna be?" Fumio asks as he presses his katana to the Fourth Elder's neck a bit harder.

Inside however, he feels nervous. He has already realized the holes in the plan he made with an agitated heart, and that him taking hostages will not work as well as he thought. He can only try intimidation using his invisibility to make the Hasegawa think that he can take their lives whenever and wherever he pleases.

Fourth Elder meanwhile, is getting tempted to grab the sword with his bare-hand, and perform a maneuver that will remove himself from his predicament. Ultimately, he decides against it, knowing that it has been years since he stretched his body, much less fight. He has also not seen the extent of Fumio's physical prowess. He can only ask the First Elder and Gorou for a rescue with his eyes.

"My good man… We get what you're saying. Please, put your weapon away. We can't exactly talk things out like this." The First Elder asks Fumio.