บท 131: Touché

Shibahime and I faced each other at the center of the clubroom, gripping our wooden swords firmly, tips pointed directly at our opponent.

"Ten thousand strikes, bundled into a single slash. My secret technique—"

"Stop making speeches and just swing your sword. Trying to give your opponent secondhand embarrassment is downright dirty."

"It's cool though, right?" I muttered.

It was clear—this girl and I just didn't get along.

It was time to teach her a lesson.

"I won't go easy on you, Shibahime."

"I'd suggest not letting your mouth run wild. Do you even know who you're talking to?"

Here we go.

"The essence of Akaya-style swordsmanship is distance control! First form: Swallow Cut!"