Something twinkled in Fumeko's eyes as she glared to the blonde. "You can stop crying detective, I'm not ending myself," Jotou shook her head, a little tease in her voice. Hotaru and Asobi turned to look at the brunette.
"Huh? I'm not cryi-" Fumeko reached for her eyes, "Tch," she twisted around to clear up her face again.
Jotou walked over to the back wall and looked to her sword thrown on the floor. She picked it up and stared at the blade, "I swear, I pushed it hard enough, I couldn't've stopped it," Jotou whispered to herself.
Jotou squinted, looking at it gleam. 'The enchantments on this wouldn't stop me from hurting myself.' "I need to test something before anything else," Jotou turned to everyone.
"Test what?" Asobi queried.
"This," Jotou brought the blade over her left forearm, about to slice into it.
"JOTOU, STOP!" Hotaru yelled to which Fumeko turned.
