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Kiyoshi twitched slightly when he told her she probably had nothing better to do, "I do to have better things to do. I could always walk up behind some prep and set her fake blond hair on fire with a lighter." She muttered, having done it before she pulled a purple lighter from her pocket and flicked it on, watching the flame dance for a moment before flicking it off.
"No, I wanted to know what you were talking about...the Mafia? That's crazy shit for a teenager to get involved in. You mean like...Yakuza?" Kiyoshi shook her head, long black hair swaying lightly. "And why are you so bitter and angry? You don't scare me that much for the record. You just seem like a very, very angry boy." She told him. Maybe she should be scared being up on a roof, alone, with Haine, but she wasn't.