as usual, my commentary will be italic and underlined

Hero: Please could you go to the shop and get a carton of milk, if they have avacodos get six.
Kel, coming back from the store with six cartons of milk: They had avacados!

Kel, baby-

Jou: Fuyuhiko is a perfect cinnamon scone who's never done anything wrong in their entire life!
Hero: Never done anything wrong?! They set a city block on FIRE!

Jou is an apologist, and thats okay

Hina: Mint is just cold spicy.
The Squad: ...
Jou: What the actual fuck is wrong with you.

Kel: How is spring not everyone's favorite season? The trees are PINK, guys!
Jou: Allergies are also a problem, y'know.
Kel: But pink.
Hifumi: And it's hot.
Kel: PINK!

Ranger: I'm allergic to death.

his allergies got him in the end

Fuyuhiko: Yo! I heard you like reptiles, got any fun facts?
Hifumi: If a crocodile eats your dad, they become your new dad.

Hina: I'm doing what I can to jog your memory.
Hifumi: It's jogging, I guess. Its tiddies are jiggling a little.
Hina: Nice.

I feel like they had this convo once or twice

Hifumi: We all have our demons.
Hifumi, grabbing Fuyuhiko: This one's mine.

they're friends bc I say so

Hero: It's Christmas! Are you all in a Christmas mood?!
Fuyuhiko: Merry crisis.
Hifumi: Jingle bells, jingle bells, single all the way.
Ranger: Hoe hoe hoe.
Hero: Guys, please.

Fuyuhiko: Are you a masochist or a sadist?
Hifumi, deadpan: I'm a Taurus.

ace Hifumi for the win, bitches

Hifumi: Anyone else feel good when their brain releases a bunch of endorphins?
Ranger: Can't relate.
Jou: Why would my brain release a bunch of dolphins?

Hina: I'm very scary.
Kel: You're about as scary as a wet kitten.
Hina: Wet kittens are cute, at least I've got that going for me.
Kel: And small.
Hina:
Hina: ...Yeah, yeah. I guess.

Ranger: Watcha doin?
Fuyuhiko: Stealing my neighbour's cat.
Ranger: Scandalous.
Ranger: Can I help?

Kel: I just wanna be called cute 21/7.
Ranger: Why no 24/7?
Kel: Snack breaks.

Hero: Seriously, Hifumi, how many people would you have killed if we'd asked you to?
Hifumi: That's not important
Hero: I DISAGREE.

the answer is many

Ranger: *writing a letter*
Ranger: Dear Santa,
I'm writing to let you know I've been naughty...
And it was worth it you fat, judgemental bastard.

Hifumi: What's it like being tall?
Fuyuhiko: Is it nice?
Kel: Can you reach comfortably for the cupboards?
Hero: We live in constant fear of the short ones who, in my experience, will climb four chairs, two boxes, a small coffee table, and six oddly placed stools to get what they want.

it was Fuyuhiko.

Ranger: When I see initials carved into a tree with a heart I think it's so romantic. Two lovers on a date... one of them carrying a knife for some reason.

Hero: What are you writing?
Ranger: The government wants to know what kind of weapons we have in the house. I'm letting them know it's private information.
Kel, looking over Ranger's shoulder: This just says 'fuck around and find out' in calligraphy.

Kel: Fuyuhiko is not a morning person. Or a night person. There's really only about seven minutes a day you are fun to be around.
Fuyuhiko: The best part is you never know when they're coming.

Hina: Fellas, I gotta know for science. Is the opposite of red green or blue?
Ranger: Technically a mix of green and blue?
Hina: So blurple.
Ranger: That's implying you're mixing blue and purple.
Hina: Would you rather have fucking bleen? MOTHERFUCKING GRUE?
Ranger: You were confusing before but now I'm scared.

Hina-

Jou: Ugh, there's always that weak bitch in the group who isn't down with murder.
Jou: *glares at Hero*
Hero: Well, sorry I have morals!

Hifumi: Poison is a magic transmutation potion that turns people into corpses.
Jou: This knife is actually a magic wand.
Ranger: Meet me in the Denny's parking lot for a wizard duel.
Hina: *cocks gun* Magic missile.
Kel: What the fuck is wrong with you people.

Hina: Oh, fiddlesticks.
Hifumi: Look, I understand this is a tense situation, but let's watch the fucking language.

Hina: What's wrong with you?
Ranger: Off the top of my head, I'd say low self-esteem, a lack of paternal affection, and a genetic predisposition for anxiety and depression.

Same, bro

Jou: Where are my fucking keys?
Fuyuhiko: Jou, Kel is around, can you say it a little nicer?
Jou: May I ascertain the whereabouts of my FUCKING KEYS?!

Hina: Hello, I'm Hina. I work at a shop now. Here to help. Look, they gave me a badge with my name on it in case I forget it. Very helpful, as that does happen.

Hina, writing in their diary with a glitter gel pen: I'm losing my sense of humanity. Nothing matters. God is dead. There's blood on my hands.