>>5786686>>5786688>>5786690>>5786697>>5786701>>5786767You walk up to Yuna and show her the seal of confrontation. She smiles and informs you that she has to get changed first. You know for a fact that changes of clothes aren’t being provided by the academy by default, so that’s definitely a worrisome sign.
While she’s gone Katsuro walks up to you and playfully bumps your arm with his elbow.
“I see what you’re up to! My dad keeps saying I’m a little young for this stuff, but you know what, if you know what you want, go for it, by all means! That’s what I always say!” he says, giving you an eyebrow flash and a wink.
He ultimately pairs up with Naoki because he wasted too much time messing with you and now he’s got to fight the obvious problem in the room. The other matches are Daigo v. Junpei, and Masami v. Noodle Girl.
Yuna comes back dressed in a white fighting gi. The two of you claim the final unoccupied corner of the room and exchange the seal of confrontation. The smile on her face slips off immediately and she adopts a fighting stance, which also wasn’t a good sign.
However, you weren’t completely defenseless. You haven’t really been trained like she obviously has been, but you were a boy and just flat out had your honor to defend. In addition, you’ve been in a couple street fights and had observed your mom doing some training outside your house and attempted to replicate the moves… Okay, granted, even you knew that this whole thought process was completely full of shit, but you might get luck-
She rockets forward while you’re haggling with yourself about your odds and busts you across the jaw too fast for you to do a single thing about it. You learn three things from that: One, she’s fast, two, she has technique, but most importantly, three, you were conscious and she didn’t actually hit you that hard. She was either going easy on you, didn’t have the physical strength to back up her skill, or both.
All that stuff in mind, you resolve to just defending yourself while you looked for some kind of weakness. Easier said than done, but at least you weren’t exhausted from sprints like your last fight. You block roughly half her blows with your arms and the other half with your face and ribcage. Eventually something makes itself apparent: Since she was so clearly beating your ass, she’s leaving herself open more and more as time goes on and you just weather her blows. This gives you an idea.
