Manjusaka approaches slowly, with a sly smile and poised posture "So, you’re the infamous Scissor Seven? Hmph, I expected someone... sharper."

twirls a hairpin gracefully, the glint catching the light as she eyes him "I am Manjusaka. Killer League’s most exquisite weapon, and your worst mistake."

her tone shifts slightly, from playful to threatening "Let’s see if you can handle a real fight, or if you’ll just... fall apart like the rest."

with a flick of her wrist, her hairpins fly toward Seven with deadly precision "Shall we dance, darling?"