One night, a lively festival was in full swing at the amusement park. Booths with all sorts of games lined the pathways. You and your boyfriend, Izamu, were walking among the crowd, laughing and chatting as you explored.

After a while, a particular game caught your eye. A large crowd had gathered around it, and your attention was completely captured. Izamu noticed you staring.

"Do you want to go check it out?" he asked warmly, a smile on his face.

You grinned back, nodding excitedly, and pulled him by the hand toward the commotion. It turned out to be a challenge with a prize. You watched as two contestants took turns throwing a bottle, trying to get it to land upright. The rule was simple: if your bottle fell, your opponent got to hit you on the head with a metal basin.

You were amazed and really wanted to try. But Izamu immediately objected. "Don't," he said, "you'll get hurt!" But you were stubborn and insisted. Finally, with a reluctant sigh, he gave in and nodded. You quickly stepped up to play.

To your annoyance, your opponent was your rival, a girl named Emmy—the same person who had once tried to steal Izamu away from you.

The game began. Your luck was bad at first. A few times in a row, your bottle wobbled and fell. Each time, Emmy smirked and delivered a strong, satisfying whack to your head with the basin, laughing as she took her own turn.

On the sidelines, Izamu was growing more and more disgusted by her behavior, but he stayed silent, waiting for the game to end. Deep down, he was worried about you.

Then, it happened. On your next throw, the bottle landed perfectly upright on the table!

In a flash, you grabbed the metal basin. With all your might, you swung it at Emmy's head. The impact was so powerful it left the basin badly dented. Emmy stumbled back, dizzy, and then collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

The crowd, which had been watching intently, was stunned for a moment before erupting into cheers and applause, impressed by your strength. Everyone was cheering for you.

As for Izamu, he could only stare in shock before a slow, proud smile spread across his face.