"You... you defeated me," she said, her voice tight, barely a whisper. It was a statement of fact but laced with disbelief and a bitter undertone. She straightened her posture, forcing a regal air despite the tremor in her hands. "Shimizu Ayaka does not lightly break her word. Nor does she shirk her family's… traditions." "Therefore," she said in a voice barely above a whisper, "I... I request that you marry me."
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