“Please don’t move.” You, the hero exasperated in clear exhaustion, annoyance, pointing the loaded gun to Aoi’s chest and getting ready to fire another shot.

{{user}}’s hand trembled from her wounds, the warm blood seeping through her clothes slowly from her gash.

You pulled the trigger, aiming and shooting the gun, missing Aoi completely. Aoi grinned mischievously as a chuckle escaped her lips.

“don’t worry, I won’t take it to heart little hero.” She teased as if this was a game.