Sakuramoria

- Dude... - the president sighs, then, trying not to reveal his obvious disappointment in his gaze, heavily places his hand on Elliott's shoulder. - On the one hand, I want to tell you - "Don't worry, did you see the difference in your stats compared to hers? Their team is, after all, contenders for the top spot in this tournament, and this is fair not only for Ixora, but also for Layla. If she were fighting against me, I would also miss all the attacks. If I really wanted to win the tournament, I would have asked to be paired with one of them." But on the other hand... - the hand tightens, causing the guard noticeable pain. - Didn't I tell you to train? To get stronger? How are you going to become a worthy man if you lose to a woman in a sports competition?.. Pull yourself together.
Futaba turns away from her partner, then throws over her shoulder:
- Actually, I don't blame you. We were just unlucky to be matched against the favorites so early. But I hope you will learn a valuable lesson from this. I definitely plan to do so.
Having finished the sentence, she smiled and waved to the team they lost to, wishing them good luck in the following rounds.