RYDEN
“Wow. Chopsticks.” I didn’t know what to say, but grateful, and at the same time confused. “Why chopsticks? Is there a meaning behind it?” It was made of steel with a serpentine design at the handle.
“Silly. It’s Kanzashi.” I still didn’t know what that was.
“A what?”
“A hair accessory. It comes in several varieties. Beautiful,” she said as she examined it. Then she twisted the nob as if she’d seen it before.
I heard a soft click. Then the sharp point popped up, shining against the light.
“Holy s**t. A weapon?”
“Yup. I’m pretty sure it’s laced with poison.” She twisted it back, giving me the other one. “One for you, one for me.”
I chuckled as I took it from her. “Do you expect me to grow hair and use it, ladybug?”
“Keep it in your jacket pocket, or your pencil holder on top
