Thud!
A karate chop landed on Ayatsuki Ayaka's head.
Standing behind her, Saika wore a stern face, her crow's feet now somehow etched into sharp, cold lines.
"Don't mess around; what if someone gets hurt?"
"That's right, as they say, 'the greater the power, the greater the responsibility.' My foolish sister, don't turn into a crazy killer."
Listening to her mom and sister's teachings, Ayatsuki Ayaka pouted her small mouth, as if she could hang a soy sauce bottle from it. "Am I really the kind of crazy killer in your mind?"
"Of course not, you're my sweet baby, now have some fruit."
Saika rubbed her head and switched to a gentle mother mode.
Ayatsuki Ayaka sat down gleefully, sticking a toothpick into the honeydew on the table, thinking about telling Aozawa and Sister Chitose later.
No, better tell Sister Chitose now.
Maybe we can find a place to test the power of The Spear of Death that Pierces Through.
