"Sigh… well, ignoring this girl for a moment—thanks for coming, everyone," Reina said, lightly brushing her hair back, a faint flush still on her face. "I know you're all busy. You didn't really have to come."
"Hehe, what are you talking about?" Emilia leaned in right away, smiling like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Of course we'd come. It's your match, after all~"
Vanessa nodded along. "Emmy's right. And you didn't miss anyone else's matches either, did you?"
"That's true, but—"
"Oh, just shut it and appreciate it already," Flamme cut in flatly. "We know you're the weakest among our friend group, so at least appreciate the effort we put into worrying about you and cheering you on."
A small vein popped on Reina's forehead.
For a second, it looked like she might snap back immediately—but instead, she exhaled slowly, like she'd already gotten used to this.
Then she smiled.
Not a soft one.
A slightly dangerous one.
"So you do consider me a friend~?"
