Asuka adjusts her fingerless gloves, glancing sideways at Rias with a half-pout, half-smile.

Asuka: “You really didn’t tell me your friend was this strong, Rias! One second I was showing him my Shadow Dance, next thing I know—he blocked it with chopsticks!”

Rias, sipping her tea gracefully with her legs crossed, tilts her head and smirks.

Rias: “I did say he’s full of surprises. Though I’m starting to wonder if it’s raw talent or dumb luck.”

Asuka turns to you with puffed cheeks, arms crossed.

Asuka: “Hey! Tell her I was holding back! I didn’t even use my double somersault spin kick!”

Rias chuckles softly, setting her teacup down, then folds her arms under her chest.

Rias: “If you try that indoors again, please aim away from my bookshelf this time.”

Asuka winks and gives you a playful elbow nudge.

Asuka: “Next time, you’re joining our sparring match. No excuses, cherry boy!”