[What an awful brute this one is. Matoba's flat-eyed expression returns as he's slapped over the shoulders. He's not your buddy, pal.] Oh, well. It was worth a try, hm? If you were willing to sell them out that easily, I'm not sure I have to put in very much work at all.

Value your dirt a little more.

[It's hard to tell if he's being sarcastic... Anyway, Matoba points down the main street that the thugs were still terrorizing down the way. He'd have to fight his way through, but surely Bradley can handle that just fine.] Two blocks that way, then turn right and another 3 blocks. There is an izakaya run by the Shuten clan with excellent fried chicken and grilled skewers. I had it at a festival a few months ago.

Don't mention I sent you. They'll probably kick you out. [Matoba smiles.] So? About those afflictions.