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- Well, at least it's not "howling"... No, I haven't heard of it. Is this a genuinely effective method, or are you just making it up now? It's interesting what that strange performer in a mask and with a bare belly would say about it – the one whose existence I'm not supposed to know about – she glances around the bushes, considering the idea of giving each of them a preemptive electric shock just for good measure. Ayano takes a few deep breaths, then lifts her face and closes her eyes, completely concealing the tremor behind the mask of confident composure, trying to ensure that the hands holding the bouquet don't betray her with their trembling. "Okamisama... what a disgrace... may all my ancestors, sisters, and fellow countrymen forgive me..." - with these thoughts, she hammers in the (pre-pre)last nail into the coffin of everything she was ever taught.