Sakuramoria

"Sir Duncan, you're really on a roll today. In a bad way. What kind of orders are these, and why are Ladia and Toad being punished for being equally strong?" Varja thought. -- She-a, I don't need anything, no "orders." That would be silly; I saw how fast and dangerous you are. Just a little more luck in dodging, and the result could have been completely different. But here's an offer, not as part of our competition, but just... as a favor. Let's practice cold weapon combat together starting tomorrow," she said, touching her scythe. "If you're not against it..." Varja thought about cheering up the sanguine girl, who was upset about losing, and also about showing her something. /Taking the experience./ /If anything, try to say all this privately./