Kita's tone sounds stoic and cool, but Osamu is still hot. He sees the mop in his upperclassman's hand and takes it, giving it to one of the freshmen boys without hesitating.

"Here, clean it up. The last thing the team needs is for someone else to slip and fall."

That would just be cruel on top of Osamu's similar injury.

Properly cowed, the boys get to mopping.