>>20585105>Ahaha, yeah about that...Kanako scratched her face as Coach mentioned the dojo match.
>There's a leaker somewhere...I don't think it's a student. I'll see what I can dig up.Kanako spoke before Ash continued. Kanako smiled at her response.
>...Thank you. Maybe I worried for nothing. Are you sure you don't nee-Kanako pulled a revolver out from a holster on the back of her belt.
>N-Nevermind...Kanako quickly put it back as she stood up.
>...I didn't give you enough credit. I'm so used to fighting competent people, I forgot how drug dealers are.Kanako spoke as she walked over to the curtains she closed earlier.
>Sorry.Kanako opened the curtains.
>I can't come back. Especially to let my shenanigans put you or your students in danger. That's why I left.Kanako turned to Coach.
>And that may...be. But if something happens, call me and I'll bring the wrath of God with me. I promise. I need to know you have that. Kanako pulled out, then gently tossed a flip phone onto Ash's desk.
>But you're right. You can take care of yourself. I misjudged. I guess that's why I'm the student.Kanako softly laughed.
>I am taking on Cassie. She's a monster. I want to take her down badly. That's why I was worried. Especially seeing her men here.Kanako looked at the ground
>But. My record isn't...great. Maybe I'm not good at this whole wrestling thing. I can hit a target from over a mile away with a scope, but that doesn't mean anything if I can't strike where it matters. Defending home. I'm gonna go down swinging though, win or lose. Kanako frowned.
>I'd like to stack the odds as much as possible in my favor however. So, if you don't mind pissing off management again, would you want to do another training match? You're still my Coach even if I'm gone. And while I'm here, I may as well learn something. Kanako's face grew into a smile.
