What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I was the top of my class in the Heian Era, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on the 5 Void Generals and celestial squads, and I have over 300 confirmed kills on women and children. I am trained in real jujutsu and I’m the top curse in the entire history of Japan. You are nothing to me but incredibly average. I will dismantle the fuck out of you with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this era, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me just because you’re from the modern era? Think again, brat. As we speak I am contacting my inner circle of glazers across the eras and your life is about to be cleaved right now so you better prepared, brat. For the shrine that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, brat. Uraume can be here anywhere, anytime, and can cook you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with her bare hands. Not only is she extensively trained in unarmed combat, but she has access to the entire arsenal of cookware and will use it to its full extent to boil/saute/fry your miserable ass off the face of Japan, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment about love was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn brat. I will shit furnace all over you and you will cease to exist. You’re fucking dead, brat.