"I see, that fellow taught Kangetsu -- I see, excellent thinking -- yes, I see."
This caller, it seems, is all-seeing.
"However, the effort was all for naught."
"As it might be, knowing Kushami -- I remember our boarding days, he was always vague and elusive -- It must have been quite trying." The caller turns toward Hanako.
"'Trying' is hardly the word. Never, in all my years, in all my callings, have I ever been so mistreated." Hanako's nostrils flare as she huffs and puffs in her signature manner.
"Was he terribly disrespectful? He's always been an obstinate one -- at any rate, for ten years now, if a day, he's taught nothing but English Readers. That alone speaks volumes." The caller tactfully piles on further rebuke.
"It was hardly an exchange. The missus asked her questions, and in return got nothing but brusque replies ..."
"Totally inexcusable -- Erudition, in small measure, breeds self-conceit. Worse yet, the ones who struggle are prone to delusion -- There's a whole unruly lot out there. They can't face up to their own inefficacy, so they lash out at the wealthy -- Crazy as it sounds, they think they've been robbed of their rightful due. Ah ha ha ha!" The caller guffaws in delight.
"Indeed. A preposterous lot! At the end of the day, they're nothing but ignorant, oblivious to the workings of the world, and self-indulgent to boot. I thought it best to take him down a notch, so we went at him a bit."