"I'm ready!" Ginji called out, practically bouncing on his feet in impatience.

Before they headed out, he took a moment to glance between his teammates, then slowly lowered his head to look himself over. Between the two girls, he sure did seem under-dressed in his shirt, vest and khaki shorts. And he didn't have any real weapon to speak of but his fists, though they'd served him well so far.

...

Oh well! For what he lacked in equipment, he made up in determination! That would serve them well, he knew. There was no way they could fail with that.