[Hotaru was starting to panic at this point. She was getting dizzy, and the cloud of darkness only grew thicker around her. Thinking was becoming difficult, so she listened to her friend's instructions.

With all her might, she tried coughing up the disgusting food. Once. Twice. So dizzy. Three times, each time a harder attempt. On the fourth try and with Setsuna's help, the chunk of pizza loosened. The fifth pat finally helped her cough hard enough to expel it violently to the ground.

Her coughs that followed were dry and deep. Never had she been more grateful to take a deep breath. Glorious, glorious air. She was still dizzy and fell to her hands and knees, but she was definitely doing better. She just had to catch her breath a bit.]

Th-thank you, Setsuna. It's just... the flavor... I thought a house special meant something simple like Supreme. I didn't think that it...