"ME?! What do YOU want? This is Mai’s dorm! How dare you lurk in her sanctuary, waiting for her to come home so you can ambush her! Her dormitory room is a place of excellent cooking and terrible timing, and I, Tuxedo Kamen, won’t forgive you for trying to ruin her day!"
Tuxedo Mask stands silhouetted by the moon on the roof of the shrine. His voice is coldly furious. “The aspirations of young girls are nothing to be toyed with or attacked, and to use them against her in order to take her energy is unforgivable! Let the powerful love of Runealy-san’s friends violently demonstrate to you the error of your ways!”
He flings back his cape with one arm, cane in hand, and says even more loudly. “Allies of justice, this is the work of the Dark Kingdom! Erase its impurities from this world!”
The upperclassman clears his throat and shifts his weight, forcing himself to find some kind of zen. “Sure,” he says again, reaching up to run a hand through his hair, looking away from them. Yes. Call up the reserves of theatricality upon which he relies so heavily sometimes— yes, a foul monster has done unspeakable things to the woman he loves— ”INJUSTICE ABOUNDS”.
Abruptly, Chiba swings to face Kinzo, handsome face twisted in bespectacled fury, one hand in a fist and the other holding some invisible prop like a weapon, or maybe a Zippo. “A young girl’s heart is the home of dreams and wishes too pure and good for you to understand, but your wickedness is not excused by your ignorance! Hell-spawned creature of darkness, who have seduced and brainwashed innocent maidens and taken that precious innocence from them, I won’t forgive you! For what you have done to my WIFE, there can be no punishment great enough to be sure justice is done— death is too good for you! But your death shall serve to protect the future from your curse, from your predation, your depravity—!! YOU ARE UNFORGIVABLE!!”
Then out of the melee steps the tall man in the swirling black cape and stylish tuxedo, gripping his cane in one hand. “How dare you create a sweet and delicious youma from a child’s treat, only to let her die in your service! HOW DARE YOU STEAL the inner heart of a young girl and try to gift it to your dark mistress?!”
"BASE TREACHERY!" bellows Tuxedo Kamen, leaping up onto a counter and continuing, feet light and chiming against the metal surfaces as he soars toward Fred. "How dare you waste excellent cuisine! How DARE you seek to destroy the dreams of a young maiden dedicated to bringing the delight of gourmet cooking to appreciative palates! You are a CHILD, throwing tantrums at the idea of losing! And you will ALWAYS lose in the end!"
Still cheesed off about the youma quiz show, days later…:
Abruptly Mamoru’s animated again, alight with indignation and sitting up with an offensive grace considering the length of his limbs. “It took over a quiz show! How dare he use the innocent desire of people to display their knowledge against them?” He punctuates this with a fist applied forcefully to a palm and a serious scowl. “Seriously not even ”remotely” cool. Not my fault she was there too.”
Totally reflexive but also totally doing it on purpose:
it was… really late…
"For pretending to be a pile of delightful snow in which children play with innocent laughter," he stage-whispers imperiously as he lands on a fire escape opposite, "I cannot forgive you! Whatever you are. I, Tuxedo Kamen, am your opponent! So chase me right now or we might wake up the kids!"
Youma Quiz Show:
"People wish for adulation and fame for the hard work they do to learn everything they can! To use this desire against innocent contestants and their friends and families who have come to support them is a crime! I, Tuxedo Kamen, shall not forgive you!"
An authoritative voice rings out across the grounds and the water. “Those who stir from the depths to disrupt the peaceful and enjoyable off-hours of hard-working students and heroines, with ”slovenly and oversized misconduct”, are no more excused if they are kaiju than if they are simply bullies! I, Tuxedo Kamen, cannot forgive you!”
"Beauty magazines should be used for stylish inspiration only, not as a judgement of worth! I won’t forgive anyone who tries to hurt innocent people with a wrongful interpretation of loveliness!"
He stands on the counter (god, the slippery counter) where Fred’s been ‘preparing’ his ‘food’, cape drifting down, and glares down at Fred in righteous fury. “I, Tuxedo Kamen, am your opponent! Prepare for a salt—” One foot kicks up a saltshaker and he grabs it in one hand! “—and BATTERY!” he yells, his other foot stamping down on the counter next to him, flipping up a big bowl of batter for frying toward the Dark Fry King. And then he brandishes his cane as he whips the salt shaker at the big American’s head!
"Chocolate is a treat that brings pleasure to both palate and soul when enjoyed in moderation. I won’t forgive those who abuse its delicious flavor and rejuvenating qualities in the name of fear and supernatural intimidation! You are cowardly and perverse to twist such delight into terror. I, Chiba Mamoru, will be your opponent!"
During the same youma poetry slam:
"Lo! the rose of sweet belief that stemmeth tides of bitter cynics: its thorns grant no relief from this, thine arbor fill’d with critics! Heed him not, fair maids, I pray thee; never let mere words dismay ye!"