As Jane was about to ignorantly take someone's food, they would find their hand, instead of grabbing the packed rice, cupping the muzzle of a military-grade combat shotgun.
"Oi. Bitch." If Jane bothered to look up, she'd see the very unhappy, rice-riddled face of Hazuru Shogo, ready to defend her sanctuary. "The hell do you think you were about to do?"
2/2 Rewind: Mere seconds before Jane snatched the rice ball from Shogo
"Oi. Bitch." If Jane bothered to look up, she'd see the very unhappy, rice-riddled face of Hazuru Shogo, ready to defend her sanctuary. "The hell do you think you were about to do?"