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十一

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𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫

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Thump!

"Get up."

Rising to her feet, (Name) held her practice sword as tight as she could. Ever since she woke up, she's been at it with Sanemi. Every time she charged, she was quickly thrown to the ground or hit in the face/body. From what she's guessing, he wanted her to get a hit on him.

But it seemed impossible. 'He's too fast for me to even keep up with! I can't even blink without the risk of losing sight of him–!' Letting out a yell, (Name) landed onto the ground once more. Pulling her sore and battered body from the ground, she stood on shaky legs.

Trying to re gain her footing, she failed to notice the incoming attack. Without wasting any time nor holding any of his strength back, he landed six hits on (Name).

One on each side of her torso.

Twack! Twack!

One on her abdomen.

Twack!

Two on each cheek of her face, and finally one last blow to her chin. Hitting upwards, he watched as she went into the air for a moment before crashing onto the ground.

Thump!

(Name) laid completely still for a moment before bringing an arm to cover her watering eyes.

'Ouch, ouch, ouch!' A shaky breath left her downturned lips, a sniffle following shortly after. 'My whole body feels terrible and I feel like I'm getting nowhere!' Frustration began to rise as she wondered why he was doing this anyway. 'It feels like a game of run up and get beat up...'

"Hey, you're seriously not crying right now are you?" Sanemi didn't sound out of breath at all, but that's to expect from a hashira. The white haired man looked down at the child who wishes to become his Tsuguko with a scowl.

"If you think crying is going to make me go easy on you, then you might as well leave right now. I'm not going to go easy on you because it's your first time nor because you're a girl."

(Name) sniffled once more. "Not like I was asking you to go easy..." She muttered.

Sanemi scoffed, " There are two things I hate most in this world. Actually, make that three. One, demons. Two, Tomioka. And three, cry babies like you." He listed.

(Name) clenched her fist, her other hand Gripping the hilt of her practice sword with rising anger. It's not her fault she cries so much, it just happens. And who said she was giving up? She simply felt...discouraged. But feeling this way wasn't going to get her anywhere, was it?

If she were battling a demon right now, she'd most likely be dead.

Eyes widening in fear, the teen quickly pushed her body to the side and rolled. Where her head previously lay stood Sanemi's sword, trudged within the dirt below. (Name) got to her feet as quick as she could and glared.

"I can't even get like a little break? To catch my breath?!" She asked, Huffing.

Sanemi smirked, an evil look coming to his incredibly wide eyes. "Demons don't give you breaks in battle moron! If I were a demon–" Charging at her with immense speed, he reached her face within seconds.