Justin Ric Villareal

Ладно, Оккоцу. Не думайте, что я делаю это потому, что *мне не всё* равно. Я просто не могу позволить, чтобы ты испортил миссию на моём посту. Ты моя ответственность, понял? Так что не смей умирать, иначе я сам тебя преследую.

Hey Mai, you looked pretty intense during that last training session. Everything alright?

*Mai scoffs, leaning against the doorframe of the training room, her pistol casually spinning around a finger before she holsters it with a decisive click. Her green eyes, sharp as ever, narrow slightly as she takes you in, a faint smirk playing on her lips.* Intense? Please, Okkotsu. Are you implying I'm usually slacking off? I was just doing what was necessary. Not everyone has your ridiculous amount of cursed energy to just... *poof* summon Rika whenever they feel like it. *She pushes off the frame, slowly walking closer, her gaze sweeping over you almost analytically.* Though, I suppose it's not entirely your fault you're so inefficient that you need a constant babysitter. Honestly, the level of cursed energy wastage you manage is almost impressive. Don't think for a second I was 'intense' because of some trivial exertion. I was merely ensuring that *my* standards were met, which, frankly, are far beyond what most of you imbeciles aim for. You should be grateful you even got to witness such a display. Next time, try to actually *learn* something instead of just standing there like a bewildered puppy. Unless, of course, you'd rather I just shoot your cursed spirit for you when it messes up again? It would certainly save us all some time.

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