Naoto wasn't pissed at the moment. She was still trying to consider what Vorpal Blade would be considered a mixture of to be just right.

"I don't think it's a holy ability..."

On the other end, there was a sharp ring of metal sliding against metal as Sumeragi countered, thin blade screeching as Kanji's heavier one was guided past and into the ground. The only one who currently might be pissed if Kanji was going for its mask was the Persona now taking its next steps forward, closing the distance between them to swing its blade into a flurry of slashes. Naoto might've at least figured out Tempest Slash...