[ with @saniwakenji | from here ]
Butting heads with Hasebe, burning lunch while on kitchen duty, and just in general being antsy after a still-unbroken stretch of not being dispatched for a sortie... Taikyuu is already at the end of his rope by the time of his run-in with this visiting saniwa.
He's trying very, very hard to not lash out at this sage, this guest, but when he suggests cutting his hair, about seventy percent of his restraint goes out the window.
"No-- we are not cutting it, I don't care how long we have to stay here!" he growls, doing his best to twist around and keep a grip on one of Kenji's arms and try and pry his hand from his shoulder, all while avoiding pulling further on his hair. "We are untangling it! Touch my hair with a blade and I'll make you wish you hadn't!"
