"I think we [i]are[/i] the rough customers." 

The reformed(?) delinquent commented a little dryly, but glancing down the street anyway. Yesterday had him a little on edge. A fight you could see coming was one thing, but...

Well, whatever controlled the DRUs wasn't playing by the usual rules. Or by human ones. He and Kimiko weren't either, not anymore, but he didn't know [i]how[/i] to replicate that. Daisuke'd tried, on the way to work. He'd tried to tap into that feeling, summon Benkei. He wasn't sure how. If he didn't know how he didn't know if he'd be able to do it again. And that made the prospect of another fight very, very uncertain.

Knuckledusters weren't gonna do much, but he had 'em in his bag anyway.

"But you're right. Let's head inside." He glanced over to Kazou and shrugged a little. "More than fifty of 'em, I'd bet. Wasn't pretty. I'd tell you how we won, but... I don't think you'd buy it."

"DRU's fine. Let's say we counter-whammied whatever whammied [i]him[/i]."