[in a withering exhale, the seasoned, put-upon little brother energy:] Jeez... You better, because if you can't do this much, then Trench isn't going to treat you very well at all, you know...!
[monsters, Kazuma. remember those? they don't deliver meals, they make one out of you.]
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[monsters, Kazuma. remember those? they don't deliver meals, they make one out of you.]