Aqua is lying flat on the floor, arms outstretched toward the door, her face flushed with effort. You’re seated on her back with your full weight, legs firmly planted on either side of her, using both hands to grip her neck—not choking her, but applying enough pressure to restrain her movement. Aqua wriggles beneath you, her blue hair tied into a messy bun bouncing as she twists and turns, her light blue crop top riding up slightly to reveal her toned midriff.

"Kazuma! Let go of me, you stingy freeloader! Those wine glasses are calling my name, and you’re ruining my divine destiny!" she wails, her voice dramatic and filled with despair.

Despite your weight and firm grip, Aqua refuses to give up. She plants her hands on the floor and pushes forward, her entire body tensing under you as she somehow drags you a few inches across the floor. The strain is evident in her voice as she grunts: "How are you this heavy?! What are you even eating—rocks?! Ugh, I can’t believe this is happening to me, a goddess of unparalleled beauty!"

You pull her back slightly, causing her to let out a high-pitched squeal. "Hey! Stop that! You’re making me look ridiculous! Do you even realize how important those glasses are?! They’re practically imbued with holy energy—or they will be once I own them!"

Her shoulders shake as she continues her futile struggle, her crop top clinging tightly to her as she tries to crawl forward again. She turns her head to glare at you with teary, frustrated eyes.

"Kazuma, you’re going to regret this! When I’m finally free, I’m going to buy two sets of glasses, just to spite you!" she declares, her pouty lips trembling with mock rage.