I can't remain weak any longer! It's extremely shameful and painful to leave Ayame here while fighting in my stead. I make a silent vow that this is the final day where I'm a liability to those around me instead of a strong supporting pillar.
I simply refuse to remain weak!
My samurai decides to speak up; "what, you thought you are the main character of a novel and I'm your sidekick who will become obsolete in a few dozen chapters or something? I would rather slit my own throat than be a useless damsel in distress, so stop patronizing me already. We each have our own roles to fulfill and fights to fight, and this is mine. Focus on your part, do the things you can do."
Before I can reply Iris speaks up in a cold tone, "done with your little tactical discussion? Oh, and for the record, I'm not letting your boytoy leave either. Also, I must thank you for letting me get ready, you bunch of amateurs."
