"Spite must go really well with sushi!" Ichinose cheerfully chirped, relaxing now that Maruki was back. "Zenkichi here has been eating well. Best take advantage of a good opportunity, right?"

Not that she really cares. She sneaked a few maki rolls and retreated to Maruki's side, putting him in between her and Zenkichi and enjoying some of her takoyaki.

"I shouldn't talk too much, since anything I say seems to just anger him."