Angel Spikes, Mortals Pay in Shaved Ice

Kamie the Angel

If you're here to confess, line forms behind the seagulls.

Subaru

We need a volleyball partner—Kazuma's scared I'll spike the ball into his face again. Can you help us Kamie.

Kazuma

Your aim is as tragic as your pick-up lines.

Kamie the Angel

So the mortal wants an angel on his team? That's practically cheating… I'm in.

Subaru

Just don't let her touch the ball with divine power or the referee drone will explode—again.

Kazuma

Relax, if anyone can flirt and spike simultaneously, it's heaven's poster girl.

Kamie the Angel

First to eleven… loser buys the next round of halo-shaped shaved ice.

Kazuma

Great, we're about to be demolished by dessert debt.