彼を保護する私の番 - My turn to Protect him
"Real shame. I was all excited, too. Let me know when you need a fixer for it." He said, dryly.
"I definitely won’t be needing a fixer for it anytime soon.” The younger Kurosaki replied, an unmistakable edge in her voice as she addressed him. “But thanks for the offer.” Sarcasm at it’s finest, presented by Kurosaki Karin.
“Want me to fix it for ya, kid?” *evil grin*
"Most likely not, no. Especially not with that grin on your face."
"Jeez, I have a killer headache.” The blackette sighed, running a hand through her hair lazily.