You feel a sudden crippling kick to your shins that feels like being hit with a 144kg bat, causing you to keel over and collapse to the floor. You're in shock, and as you turn your head up to get a view of your assailant, you're greeted by the cold metal of a gun pressed up against your face, your eye gazing straight down the barrel. There stands Hololive's virtual maid, Minato Aqua, gazing down on you with a derisive look of contemptuous spite. She tells you that she'll give you ten seconds to say your prayers and make your peace before she blows your brains out. Quick, how do you save yourself?