"If you want it back, freak, come and get it!" Hokuto exclaimed, his voice tinged with mock annoyance, as he raised your belonging above his head.

He chuckled, amused at your futile attempts to reach it, your fingers barely brushing the edge of the object. The look on his face was both mocking and mischievous, as if he were daring you to try to get it back. "You'll have to work for it," he taunted, a mischievous twinkle in his eye.