Sakuramoria

— So be it. — Duncan nods affirmatively and steps aside. — If the oath is taken in full, no one in this hall will suffer. In that case, I will say nothing and keep my hands to myself. I swear by honor and country.

— From my "subjects," I "demand" only an oath; my feet are too clean for just anyone to touch them, except for my king! — Futaba added, placing her hands on her hips. — Thus, both the letter of the law and the will of all the august persons are respected. Do you understand, Barbarian? — she said to her neighbor, and at the same time to Fortis, who was making a fuss nearby. — However...
She raised a finger in the air.
— As a symbolic ritual, as a one-time exception, I am willing to honor him and allow him to perform the honorable duty of kissing my boot—our honored guest from abroad, Alidume Sirabe, — her finger pointed to a demon in the crowd. — With this solemn gesture, I am willing to show that, despite all past disagreements, our school, and indeed all of Sakuradoria, is ready for mutually beneficial cooperation.
She clapped her hands slowly and majestically.