>"Obviously not. Her and her buddy, for that matter."
>"So I'm guessing Yuzu's still doing time?"
>"Ango's an idiot for being there," Yuugi says, "and you better believe I've made sure she knows it, but she's still got better sense than to try punching up the Watch. Y'see, Yuzu's got this idea that oni are supposed to be on top. She's got the muscle, right? What's he got? She could break him in half without pulling a sweat." She laughs. "But they ain't bein' paid to break people. They're being paid to keep the factories moving, and he does a damn sight better at it than she ever could. About the only thing her head's good for is target practice." She laughs again.
>Yuugi grins a little. "Figured it'd do her good to have humans be the ones holding her. And if she does anything so stupid again, I'll put her back there myself with a couple less bones in her body."
>Chuckle slightly. "Now I'm wondering if I shouldn't have tried using something harder from the get-go, because from what you've said about 'er, and how she was back then, I should've laid her out right there if I could."
>...Maybe we should start carrying around an oni-caliber metal club for that sort of thing in the future?
>"Damn shame you didn't," she says. "Though I guess she would've missed being marched back by the Watch. We'll call it a wash."
>As rare as they seem these days, the real deal are alarmingly heavy.
>Add to shopping list:
>1 Oni-grade Beatstick
>Ingredients for no fewer than three molotov cocktails
>1 Set of handcuffs.
>"Got all that right here," Yuugi says, "if ya wanna save yerself a trip."