𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝑨𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒀𝒐𝒖 ( KazuScara Fanfic )

Chapter 11 ✧

AN: Sorry that I was dead for so many days, I uhm got in an accident so I'm still recovering anyways I hope you guys don't mind at all and enjoy the next parts! (≧▽≦)

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"Why'd you go quiet comrade?"

"Ah, no reason,"

"Well then let's start,"

"Start what??"

"Heh, your training,"
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《 ~ ✧ Kazuha POV ✧ ~ 》

"My training?"

"Yes comrade. To be like one of us," I only stared at him with confusion.

"A Fatui Harbinger,"

"Oh .. the Fatui,"

"Why so gloomy?"

"I.. nothing, it's fine," I gave Tartaglia a slight smile.

"Well then show me your skill,"

I looked at my sword hesitantly. I look back at Tartaglia to see him looking at me. I grabbed my sword and did my normal basic attacks.

"Not bad, but needs improvement," he put his hand to his chin, perhaps thinking of what I need to improve. I tried doing the same attack again to see what was off.

"There, right there," Tartaglia stopped me midway through my attacks.

"This?" I was standing there frozen like a statue.

"Yes, your pose is off. Getting hit will end horrible," while he said that he softly kicked my ankle making me stumble.

"I- I didn't notice that.."

"Well you do,"

"But... that was the softest of kicks and yet I still stumbled,"

"That is why you must improve comrade,"

An: (more comrade 😈🤣)

"But, how?"

"It's easy," he did stance similar to mine.

"Now kick the same spot I did on you," I hesitated, but then softly kicked his ankle. He did not falter, he was standing there. Still as a statue.

"Now, you try it," I looked at Tartaglia's positioning and copied it. Somehow it was WAY more comfortable than my old one.

When he tested the stance again, I didn't move.

"Well well, that was easy," he smiled at me.

"Is, that it?" Tartaglia looked at me with a disappointed look.

"Of course not idiot," he wasn't wrong about that, I mean, I kissed someone I don't even remember.

"Well shall we continue?"

"Sure," the entire day I was working my a$$ off. Although when I compared it to my old technique. I've improved quite a bit.

But to think that Tartaglia is only the 11th of Harbingers. I don't wanna know how strong the rest are..

"Well that was fun," Tartaglia had some kind of portable stove. With it he made some Sweet Madame.

I took a bite and immediately started gnawing away at the food.

"Woah, slow down a bit! You don't wanna choke," he laid his hand on my shoulder. However I found it strange that I didn't flinch or try to get his hand off.