Keiko ended up in a room with those three peculiar Zayamas she would watch over. Sitting at a table at an abandoned tavern, Yua leaned back on her chair with her feet kicked up and her hands behind her head. Kaito was drinking some coffee he took the liberty of making with some of the leftover tools in the kitchen, and directly ahead of him, Asahi looked outright frozen, her hands on her lap and her head low as Yua spoke up.
"So, what are we gonna do?" The muscular woman asked. "The Elder said you could give us some pointers, but, is that something you're even interested in doing?"
"W-What do you mean?" Keiko asked. Behind her, Ash was standing by the door, looking out at the street with her back turned to everyone.
"It's pretty easy to tell you don't care for us," Yua said with a chuckle. "No offense, siya, but you're not very hard to read."
... Damn.
"By all means," she continued, "feel free to tell us to fuck off."
