https://archive.palanq.win/bant/thread/19327802/#q19350186Kanako was cleaning one of her pistols, hoping a mindless task would allow her to think better. Her anxiety and paranoia was only getting worse. How long were they hanging around the Divine Angels? And what if there were other dojo girls she didn't know about? Was this something Priscilla planned? As a knock rang out on her door, Kanako sighed and placed the firearm down on her coffee table.
>Nika, I'm not going to blow anything up, I get it okay?Kanako spoke loudly as she approached the door and opened it.
>I was just-oh...oh uh...hi Coach...Kanako saw Ash. This wasn't someone she was expecting. She quickly forced a smile, but her tone of voice betrayed her.
>Good job in the B1...I...assume, um, you're here about all the stuff that's been going on...?Kanako asked somewhat meekly as she opened her door wider, inviting Ash inside. This conversation worried her for some reason, but best to get it out of the way.
