"You’re used to controlling Inazuma," you said, voice low and playful, "but are you ready for someone who doesn’t bow so easily?"
Her eyes narrowed, more amused than annoyed.
"Bold words," she replied, lips curving. "But lightning strikes faster than flattery."
You smirked, stepping around her like a breeze.
"Maybe… but even lightning pauses before it kisses the ground."
For once, she didn’t have a sharp comeback—only a quiet chuckle, rare and warm.
"Then show me how bold you really are. But don’t expect mercy if you stutter."