She simply raised the bag to her face, looked back up at Ahatake with a deadpan expression, then closed her eyes and shrugged. "Eh... I guess that's enough screwin' around for today." With an underhanded toss, she threw the beans at him. "Catch!"
The blonde couldn't help but sweatdrop. "That's really mean, Kurosaki-san...." She whined, shoulders dropping. She also sheathed the blade on her back and placed a hand on her hips.
"Oh.... you're finally here." Kyashi turned her gaze to the younger girl, looking with upward slanted eyes. "Thought you'd been caught in the destruction your dad left behind...."
One moment, Kyashi had her arms folded across her chest.
The next, the jagged-edge blade had been drawn once again, on a guillotine path for her "sister's" head. "I was just about to finish you off." She whispered, that oh-so-familiar glint in her eyes appearing...
