[Ah.... What a waste of perfectly good digital sake. Matoba's head tilts back with a frown, and he dips himself down into the water of the onsen to wash off his head.]

[A faux pax, for sure. But hey, so is literally everything else happening here (a foreigner, a yakuza, and sake enter a hotspring--), so he's sure the digital cops won't come for them.]

That's too bad. But anyway, if you were looking to be taught manners, I'm a poor choice for it.......... in this particular instance.

[He wrings out his hair before piling it up on his head again; the shaggy sides cling to his face.] Drink the next one, and maybe you'll be a little better.