What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Match Making Academy, and I've been involved in numerous secret speed dating events as head match maker, and the catalyst for over 300 confirmed marriages.
I am trained in bunny warfare and I'm the top cherub in the entire Kanagawa Prefecture. You are nothing to me but just another enamored excuse of a man. I will make you confess the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words.
You think you can get away with saying that you aren't ready yet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of match makers across Japan and your heart strings are being pulled right now as we speak so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your virginity. You're going to be loved, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can make you confess in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my manga knowledge.
Not only am I extensively knowledgeable in romantic mangas, but I have access to the entire National Library of Romance and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable virginity off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what holy retribution your little "innocent" excuses were about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have confessed already.
But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will make you confess, and you will drown in nagapussy.
You're going to fuck, kiddo.