Hikaru took out the ax, then slashed it towards Laylah's leg.
"Ack!" Laylah immediately jumped to the side, then yelled, "What the hell are you doing?"
"That's the question I wanted to ask you. I should lick your feet? What the hell are you talking about?"
"Do you know that a lot of men want to lick my feet?"
"Your feet stinks like 1,000 year old cheese, do you think I will lick it?"
"What?! When did you perceive that my feet smells like 1,000-year-old cheese?" Laylah got angry, and swung her shoe towards Hikaru.
He quickly dodged it as if the shoe was something.
"AAA!! Why are you avoiding it?"
"Are you crazy? Why are you throwing trash around like that?"
"Trash? It's not trash!!!"
"If it's not trash, what the hell is it?"
"I thought you liked it!"
"I am not a madman. Don't say nonsense."
Laylah was angry, she pouted her lips and crossed her arms over her chest like a sulking little girl.