Muscle Enhancement

Shibahime's icy gaze chills me to the bone, as if someone has driven an ice pick down my spine. I ought to name this glare the "Shibahime Spinal Sword."

But why is she bringing up something about a reflection essay now…? Why does she care? To this ice queen, I'm just a background character. Or… wait, maybe it's not that simple. Could it be that she—

"Shibahime, did you also write a reflection essay?"

"…Because of you."

"Oh."

Thank you, Hanyu-sensei! You're amazing! Please keep up the good work!

"I see. I've got it. If you hadn't stopped me from breaking the door, you might've been held responsible for not preventing the damage. That's why you were so eager to stop me!"

"I don't understand why you look so proud of yourself."

"I'm just thrilled that I can decide Shibahime's fate depending on whether I break this door or not."

"You're truly rotten to the core."