When Atasuke picked up the troublesome wood shard, Amami turned to him and smiled, nodding at his words and saying "Hai, arigatou Atasuke-san!" However, not too much longer afterward, Shuu said there would be a tournament "Ooh!" Amami said, bouncing slightly at the prospect of this. Her gunslinging was world class, surely she could get them through the tournament! And that wasn't even counting Bella, the powerful and bratty demon, Hajime, the overclocked Martial Artist, or any of the others! Between all of them, no opposition could stand between them and that vacation. Which was good, Amami reasoned, because they really needed it.

Then, however, Atasuke began to note how his lack of ability may impede his usefulness. She couldn't abide that, especially not when he'd just offered such sage word! "Don't worry, Atasuke-san!" Amami began "I can train you to use a gun! And loan you one of mine! Then you can fight with the rest of us! And even if you don't learn enough, you can still help Atasuke-san! If everyone entering is like us, they won't expect you, you'll be like a wildcard!" With that, Amami offered him a thumbs up, before gathering the cleaning implements to stow them. She then grabbed one of her pistols and slid the clip out, popping the bullet from the chamber as well, then handed it to him, grip first, saying "Here, Atasuke-san! You can get used to holding one!"