Author's Note: This chapter and the next one are pretty dumb. I let myself go with these shits. Try not to think too much about it.
13 March 2022
8 p.m.
Shokuyo High
'Assassin' POV
The pale undead and his 'Master' steps right outside the dojo. The atmosphere is quiet, yet tense and overwhelming.
This is it.
......
"Are you still upset about yesterday?"
"Huh? No-no, it's all daijobu! I'm mature enough to let that slide!" Hachijou says.
"If you say so."
......
"Hey, 'Assassin', I know that I shouldn't repeat this but... please don't push yourself too hard, okay?" Hachijou mutters with concern.
"Of course. We have prepared a lot for this day to come. Have faith in me."
The two of them enter the dojo with nervous, yet determined expressions.
*Slide*
Kendo Club Dojo
Rider POV
Sitting in the middle of the room in seiza posture is the one and only Rider. He forgoes his modern clothes for a standard kendogi.
Been a while since I got to fight in this getup, sparring or not.
"Hm?"
'Assassin' has entered the dojo. He too forgoes his formal clothes for a simple, all white kimono, giving him a somewhat amusing appearance of a person in a bathrobe or unless....
A ghost. If he folded his kimono right over left along with a more vicious expression, plus a mask maybe, then he indeed completes the visage of a vengeful spirit, but-
"You have come. You're seemingly calm for this duel, 'Assassin'."
Too calm, in fact. It's unsettling.
The pale undead rubs his chin.
"I have fought swordsmen like you back in my day. Those people with the 'bushido code' this, 'protecting my honor' that. Slaves to power and order. I shall defeat you all the same." 'Assassin' taunts nonchalantly.
?! This guy is getting on my nerves! No... calm down. He's just another thug from who knows where!
"*Chuckles* Hoo! Daring today, are we?! You'll regret your words, you silver bastard!"
*Ahem*
The two fighters face Yasaka's direction.
"We've been expecting you, Hachijou, Floyd. The duel will only consist of Rider and Floyd a.ka. 'Assassin'. Me and Hachijou will be the observers. The rules are simple: fight till the other admits defeat or is unable to fight any longer. Any questions?" Yasaka says.
"None." 'Assassin' responds.
"Loud and clear, Master."
"Good. Without further ado, COMMENCE!" Yasaka exclaims.
The two observers watch in anticipation as the two duelists begin circling each other, drawing (or making) their blades.
"Let's have a fair match." 'Assassin' gestures as his eyes glow.
*Rattles*
What is this pressure?!
My opponent eerily stands still, watching my every move. It's as if he's a tiger, waiting for a gap in his prey's defenses.
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