“Hey Dad, will you buy me a flame thrower? Of course not. Don't be silly. Even if I didn't use it in the house?”

“... Hey, I didn't know you didn't like baloney."I went cold. "I don't like it. I never liked it."Soda just looked at me. "You used to eat it. That's why you wouldn't eat anything while you were sick. You kept saying you didn't like baloney, no matter what it was we were trying to get you to eat.""I don't like it," I repeated.”

“Did you ever think about the creation of the flame-thrower? Someone, somewhere, at some time must have been sitting on his porch, and said, thoughtfully, 'I want to set him on fire.' gesturing to his neighbor. His friend who sat beside him and happened to be handy with tools said, 'I can do that.' Thus, we have a flame thrower.”

“You told dad you didn't know what happened to his underwear. But You'd just flame-broiled his shorts on the grill.”

“Hey Kaname. Will you let me handle this?Of course. I need only one Ichijo. You.”

“My dad always used to tell me __________________. My dad never told me anything. He had nothing to say, and even less to say to me.”