✕ — “Pfft, oh, please. Like the schoolgirl look is anywhere close to bein’ cute! Honestly, lady, you just seem like you’re tryin’ too hard to look cute from where I’m standin’!”
— These were all petty, low blows. But Kazuichi was annoyed. This girl had insulted his (admittedly abhorrent) jumpsuit, and called him out on his (definite lack of) fashion sense! She could take what she dished out.
— “Where did you even come from? It’s like ya just materialized outta thin air to talk shit about my clothes! What’s that about, huh?” — ✕
"I am not trying shit, this is my uniform so I can't change it. I am still a very cute girl, if I put more effort and you would be on your knees already!!!!" In her perfect world, that is -- Himiko thought still she looked fairly better than him and she can hung on that until he can send a damaging 'attack' that will eventually break her fragile composure.
At the end, criticizing so nonchalantly his appearance was wrong but she couldn't accept otherwise. What was so bad about being honest?
"Uh, I just heard you rambling to yourself and I couldn't keep it down...I was patrolling the streets."


















