Irium 5 Roswaisa

"If I were to ask you something too though," she says with an innocent smile as she looks at me with a curious gaze, "If all that bowing was 'top', then what was 'bottom?'"

Oh that, well, it's simple.

"Bottom would have been to get on my knees and say the exact same things." I say without any delay and then see her laughing a little because of it. What's there to laugh about? Top was bending the upper portion of my waist, so bottom is bending the lower one. That's perfectly logical.

"What was 'top' and 'bottom' for you by the way?" I ask, going with the flow of the conversation.

"Top was being addressed to every detail about the job and bottom was being addressed to only the essential ones." She says with the same smile as before.

And that does explain why she chose top and say she is doing so because she doesn't have much experience as a reason for it. In any case though,

"So, what will happen now? Will my memories of all this be erased or something?" that's how it usually goes in fantasy stories.

"Nope. There's no need for that," She says while giggling. "That is, if you decide to do something for me."

Now I didn't see that coming, did I? Of course I didn't. If the protagonist sees everything coming, he'll become too OP.

"Could you be more clear about what this 'something' you want me to do is?" I speak in a serious voice. (yes, I can be serious. Stop laughing!)

"Well, simply put," Roswaisa closes her eyes displaying the mischief of a little girl, the exact opposite of the commanding tone she had before, and says, "Learn how to summon an Angel and summon me again."

"Please erase my memories!" I answer instantaneously.

What? Don't just become a rock.

"Would you please reconsider?" she asks humbly while bowing a little.

Like h.e.l.l I would reconsider!

"I'm ready to lose my memories now."

I'm fine living the life of a slice-of-life anime protagonist. There's absolutely no reason for me to s.h.i.+ft to fantasy genre.

"But you know Irium-san, it could really benefit you." The woman I once had started to respect for being an Angel with a commanding tone and also having a sweet side to her is now acting like a salesman would, no, even salesmen don't bow so much.

Oh! Wait! I see something, some type of cloth. Pink, eh? That's kinda hot. Not to mention the two round things it has been put on. And I am not going to go into detail as to what I am seeing right now but, I get it. All that bowing was a ploy so that if appealing to me didn't work, she could still appeal to my buddy down there.

I see your strategy, Roswaisa. I see it. And I'm not going to fall for it.

"No thanks, Angel. I'll rather have my memories erased please." I answer with a face that would remind one of Suzaku Kururugi from Code Gea.s.s, not that I'm remotely like that guy in any way.

"Hah!" the Angel sighs and then stops bowing to look at me with a wide smile, that is kinda creepy, and also closes her eyes as if she is some adult giving up after seeing a child's stubbornness.

Hey woman, don't compare my cool anime protagonist persona of not wanting to get into trouble with some child's stubbornness. I swear Roswaisa, if you weren't the Prime Waifu Material (PWM for short) here, I would have completely destroyed any respect anyone may have for you through my frankly epic monologues.

"Then I guess there's no other choice." She says while sighing again.

Wait! No! No! No! NO! She said that line. She triggered that flag. Now somehow there's going to be some other choice.

Someone! Anyone! Save me! I feel like I'm about to migrate into fantasy genre really soon.

"HAVE MERCY!!!" the angel yells and jumps to my knees grabbing hold of them as hard as she could.

"Get away from me!" I become Satou Kazuma.

"No! Please! Have mercy!" She becomes Aqua.

"I said, get away from me." I try to shout but her cries are louder.

"No, please, try to understand!" she says while crying crocodile tears. "This is really important for me!"

"My peace is also important to me!" I retort with the best Kazuma expression I could.

"No!" "It is!" "Have mercy!" "Go to h.e.l.l!" "I don't want to go back to heaven like this!" "Then as I said, go to h.e.l.l!"

And by the time we reach this stage in argument where I am basically cursing an Angel to pay h.e.l.l a visit, someone comes breaking through the door directly into my living room. This person, as he enters in the room, falls on one leg, but then soon regains his footing and looks at the helpless girl asking for mercy from the tall (slightly) dark-looking man in front of him. And then, as he looks at this scene, this stalwart hero raises his arms to point at the dark-looking man and says,

"What are you doing with my girlfriend?"

"…"

"…"

"Answer me, Irium. Or did you not know that Angel is my new girlfriend?" the s.h.i.+nji rip-off says so, to which,

"No! Have mercy!" she turns back to me and returns to being Aqua.

"Just get away from me, you Angel!" I turn back to her and return to being Kazuma.

"Don't you dare ignore me, Irium! And darling, there's no need for you to beg to this man for any …"

SLAP!!!

"Darling? Don't disgust me, commoner." All of sudden, Roswaisa appears right in front him, having slapped him, and talking in her commanding voice. If one second ago she was Aqua from KonoSuba, then now she is Erza Scarlet from Fairy Tail.

That makes me wonder though.

"I don't get it." I say in a slightly disgruntled tone. "You don't want to fulfill his request and want me to summon you next time. Why?"

I am at a loss for words at this point. Hearing my question, Roswaisa turns to me and with a head bowed in shame says, "It's because this is my second time being summoned anywhere and second time being unable to fulfill the summoner's demand."

"Okay?" I urge her to go on.

"If this happens to me next time again, then I will … die."

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