"I'll make your death even more painless if you agree, Rouge."
I almost choked out a dead laugh at the absurdity of the situation. There was a whole life-and-death battle going on all around us... My whole body was aching as the fvck beat me to an inch of my life... Hell, I couldn't even hold my katana straight anymore all because I dissed on his idol or something.
For all intents and purposes, I should've been dead a dozen times over.
And yet, the fact that my stance somehow, for some reason, looked at least an inch like this Dame Flamme's stance that it made him change his mind about all of the shvt I threw at the former Primzahl ever since I knew of her existence. Even now, the Dezimal looked like he was practically begging me to teach him Mother's style, to the point that he even used my name as some kind of gesture of respect to me.
What the fvck was my life right now?!