o : I'm home!
k : You're home! You're hurt! Are you okay?
o : I'm fine.
k : Where are the kks? I think he's hurt too.
o : If he was, I wouldn't be relaxing like this.
k : Kotetsu, I'm here.
k : What? Who are you? What beauty?
o : See ya!
o : Don't look! Disperse! Kks is mine!
