Amami sighed as Koneko shredded the refrigerator, and began gathering the food from within. "Shuu-chan, get some ice to keep this cold please." She said and, once it was emptied out, got to hauling out the ruined refrigerator out to the trash. It was all heavy, but she was fit, so she could haul it all outside. It took her a good while to do it, but after she was done she smiled happily. Another bit of work done, but now she had to get to training!

She headed upstairs and did a few things. First, she changed into her fighting outfit, a tank-top and shorter skirt to avoid impeding movement. Again, many had called her out on it, saying it was hardly practical combat attire, but it suited her just fine. She slid a pistol in to replace the one she'd given to Atasuke, but also grabbed another weapon from deep inside her closet. An M16 assault rifle, and ammo, took its place on her back and belt, respectively. When pistols just didn't have what she needed for the situation, this rifle helped her get the job done. With that, she headed outside to where her target range was set up, not too far from Hajime's earth-shaking punches. She nodded curtly to him and got to work training, consisting primarily on working on her transition between pistols and rifle in mid air, along with her reloads and marksmanship. She never missed, but it couldn't help to keep training after all.