“ Ah, we're done for! There's no way you can win on your own, sis! You're totally useless in battle! You're just a gloomy, poor, smelly, miser who can't do anything on your own! All you ever do is complain! There's not a single good thing about you! And now you're on your own! I mean, you're a god of poverty who's never experienced victory even once. In a one-on-one fight with the goddamned incident-resolving shrine maiden!? It's over! We lost! ”