It wasn’t hard to absorb the information that Itsuki provided given there wasn’t really a lot of it. The warehouse was only a few minutes away, run down and abandoned much like the mansion, and there was little information regarding the actual residents. Numbers were all good, but more important were the Kagune types that would be present. With a shrug he muttered,
“They probably already have. More than enough Ghouls in the woodwork to fill vacant lots though.” It was slight, but there might have been a wince as he watched his elder mess with Asoka’s hair in an attempt to be jovial. From what he had learned of the person that was once his younger sister, that gesture was probably less appreciated and more offensive.
Subtle he was not as he turned around to watch the impending fallout as barely contained rage seemed to twist her expression. The blow was sharp and powerful, but Kachi figured it wouldn’t be anything more than a passing annoyance once his brother’s regeneration kicked in. Quirking an eyebrow upwards, he exhaled sharply in amusement as she hung her Burberry off to the side, but the amusement didn’t last for long. A quiet sigh escaped his lips just before she turned towards him, and he tilted his head questioningly in response to her gesture. It was definitely needlessly antagonistic after her little display, but Kachi nonetheless still raised a hand, waved for her to come closer, and gestured as if he was pa-
He never got the chance to finish as the drawn out groan of rotten floorboards caused him to whip around. The skin along his back rippled as his Kagune prepared to burst out at the first sign of danger, but relaxed at the sight of his eldest sister. Slightly off-balanced by her enthusiasm, he simply remained silent as she greeted each of them in turn. He might have tried to speak up, but it seemed that the sight of her entire family had simply snapped the excitable knob off in an attempt to twist it to eleven. Even the lull to answer her questions was abruptly interrupted as she discovered the brats’ presence and promptly lost her senses.
It wasn’t a deafening scream, but jeez, she was still pretty damn loud. If it weren’t for the rain that fell Kachi would have been worried about someone catching the commotion, but as it was he just stared at Hana before he cracked a smile. It wasn’t exactly the dependable and respectable Hana that he recalled, but it seemed she was still just as ready to take care of others. Lost in her own world that seemed to consist of the possibilities “adoption” might bring, it was unlikely that she even heard anything he may have muttered.
“Well I’m about to go clear out a warehouse of Ghouls because why not. Itsuki wants to use it to house the kids, but it’s a stone’s throw away from here and probably even more suspicious and privy to inspection by the Doves so who knows how good an idea that is.” From what he knew Asoka was still trying to keep up the whole two-lives schtick as a student, so the introduction of five brats was probably too much even if she was willing to deal with more than just the twins. Itsuki seemed to live a similar lifestyle to himself which meant he was about a suitable substitute parent as Kachi had been a sibling to the others in the last eight years.
Hana though? She was old enough that she shouldn’t have to deal with schooling or what not, and she definitely seemed interested in taking on the brats.
“If you’ve got a place out of this Ward to bring them though, that would be nice,” he pointed out to his older sister.