[That stings. Mainly because after this long, it's hard to convince himself to get up and try every time things reset. He's failed a lot, it's true -- it look likes he has no chance of winning, and he's keenly aware of that fact. But Aoba doesn't have any right to tell him so. This monstrous little brat has no right to prod at the deepest, most tender wound he has.

It's not belief in his ability to succeed that makes him lose his composure and take a swing. It's pure and utter loathing and the lashing out of something cornered.]