"OK, maybe you can read her mind. But that still doesn't give you the right to say things on her behalf that she's chosen not to. No matter how messy or complicated it might get, it's a relationship between her and me. You have no place in it."
Yamanaka flinched.
When she next spoke, her words were more subdued. "So what? Are you saying I should just stand by and do nothing while some loser robs my best friend of everything she ever wanted?"
What was he saying? He was well outside the territory of his mother's advice or his paltry imitation of Noburi.
Hazō studied Yamanaka's face as he took another bite of he-didn't-even-care-what to give him time to think before speaking. What did he want Yamanaka to do? What did he want Yamanaka to be? It might have been a selfish question, but it wasn't like he could answer it from any perspective but his own.
"I want you to deal with me as Gōketsu Hazō," he decided. "Not as Akane's ex. If Akane needs you to mediate, or to act on her behalf, you know she'll ask for it. She's that kind of person. Until then, I'd rather you got to know me as me. If you have any complaints after that, I'll listen."