"That guy's quite a character," said the student next to Sanshirō with the gold-rimmed glasses.
"Yes. He's very outgoing."
"He once treated me to curry rice at Yodomiken. He approached me, even though we weren't acquainted, and insisted I come along. In the end, he all but dragged me there ..."
The student laughed aloud. Sanshirō thus learned that he wasn't the only one whom Yojirō had treated to curry rice at Yodomiken.
Finally coffee was served. One of the students rose from his seat. Yojirō applauded enthusiastically, and others soon followed suit.
The student who rose wore a new black uniform and sported a mature mustache. He was a tall man, and he cut an imposing figure as he stood. He started into what sounded like a formal address.
"We've gathered here together in camaraderie and enjoyed this evening to its fullest. That in itself is a wonderful thing. However, I've realized, to my own surprise, that this gathering harbors a deeper significance. Beyond the pleasure of each other's company, our time tonight may well serve as a catalyst for great things to follow, and that's what compels me to speak. Our gathering is much like any other. Except that the forty or so gathered here, drinking beer and coffee, are not like any others. In the time that we've spent, from that first glass of beer to this final cup of coffee, we can already sense the expanding role of our own destinies."
"Political freedom was gained long ago. Freedom of expression was also secured in the past. But the word 'freedom' should not be confined to just these superficial realities. I believe that we, as young men of this new age, have arrived at the critical point where the greatest freedom, freedom of thought, must be fought for and won."