---aw, as if she was about to let that sit well with her. Did Mamoru not know how her temper worked by now?? "Hey, listen here: if someone punches a friend of mine on the face I just demand to know who!"

Hands on her hips, Umi stormed beside Mamoru and then snatched some of the contents from the bags her friend had just brought along. She then started -- quite angrily -- helping him store them away. "That way I can make sure they hurt even more!"

Unless... She froze for a second, sending Ken a fleeting glance as he spoke next. No, but that'd put her in too much of a weird place. She couldn't really punch Ken.