Crap! You bit your tongue! Let Keiko handle it...

Oof! Of all the moments to bite your tongue! Your pained shout rang into the microphone and everyone covered their ears and complained, suffering from the feedback.

Keiko sighed, then stepped forward towards Shriyoku, picking up your slack. "Shiryoku-san... This god is the very type of god I've warned against and who I want to see cease meddling in human- and elf- lives. You do not owe him a thing... Even the 'prosperity' he's given you is just a cheap replacement from the innocence and beauty he stole from elven society. This man has twisted your beliefs and made you into his puppet, as so many gods do, to grow armies of faithful followers and priestesses. Now is the time to make the right decision: cast aside your weapon and your raiment and reject this bastard god," she instructed Shiryoku.

That's exactly what you were going to say! Dammit.

Shiryoku pondered Keiko's words, lowering her pretty purple eyes to the floor with a tense frown. From the God Box, Bungen began raving. "Know your place, Miss Fukeiken! Nobody buys into that ridiculous ideology of yours, nor should they! Do you think that humans or elves alone could have accomplished this massive logistics system that I've managed to by utilizing them together? They could not! It's my genius- my savvy- that makes it all possible!" he protested, speaking through teeth that he gritted angrily while talking. "Would you forsake your god, Shiryoku?! Don't think that elves can keep up their way of living without me!"

The elf closed her eyes for a moment... Then, startling the whole crowd, she pinched off the few leaves she wore, leaving her body bare. You tried not to stare too hard at her cute, pink nipples, standing out against her naked white flesh, as she resolutely countered her boss's logic. "So you're saying you don't need elves? It's all the savvy god's savvy that makes the operation chain continue running? Well, then you don't need your secretary, nor any of those other elves, do you?! I'm organizing a walk-out!" she announced, raising her staff, which quickly changed shape into a picket sign through elven magic. "Don't worry! Our leaving shouldn't impact you in the least, should it?!"

Bungen's eyes rolled back in his head and his lips away from his gums, as he growled in irritation and choked himself with his own neck tie. "W-W-What are you talking abooout, Miss Zai?! I hold all of your retirement accounts and 401k accounts! If you all walk out, I'm freezing them all! I'm relocating all of the funds! Is that what you waaant?!" he threatened, looking like something out of a horror movie.

"I don't care. We don't need your money any longer. The elven life will suit us," Shiryoku answered, tossing her white hair over her shoulder like some dignified (if naked) elven priestess.

That seemed to be the **** blow. The man gave out a dry wheeze, then fell forward in his chair, motionless. Kami Kurabe medics rushed up to tend him while the crowd gasped in disbelief.

The bout was over! You transmitted a quick thanks to Keiko for her help tipping Shiryoku over the edge. "Geez... Was that not the place where you are supposed to step up as a god and be manly? I'm still doing everything for you..." Keiko complained, shaking her head sympathetically. Speaking of which... it was now time for Keiko to deliver your brand to the defeated.