[He presses his hand against his temple, the other gripping the edge of the table.] Whatever it takes. I'll... [His head jerks as he suddenly flings his hand across the table, knocking everything over.]

You won't do anything. I've...already won. [He grips the side of his head with both hands.] Stop it! I just want to talk to Shizuo-chan! You're...not welcomed! I don't need an invitation! [The Disciple staggers backwards as he argues with himself like some mad man, screaming as if in pain.]