You just have no taste.

[ Obikawa huffs, turning up his nose as he sits, legs spread as he takes a seat on the provided stool next to Fuuta. Spreading his fingers before a hand wraps around the the fighting stick. ]

For two hours? Sure, but if you're gonna say something like "leave me alone", I'm never gonna play anything with you again. Ever. [ Like that's a legitimate threat... but he's taking this very seriously! ]