Nine. Kaji is glad that Ib is looking half-inside a cupboard so she doesn't see the tight grimace that his face pulls when she says that. Whoever is doing this to them is bringing in grade-school children to do their fighting for them.

Now what does that sound like?

"I'm a little bit older than that," he responds, and forces a chuckle. He slowly follows to lean against the doorframe of the kitchen and watch what she is picking through. "Do you cook?" Kaji does, but he's just asking questions to keep her at ease at this point.