Swordmaster, My Ass!(Under Revision)

Something you wouldn't expect (1)

"What is this?"

Jin stared at the large dress in Babo's hands with a frown.

"Woman's clothes."

"Yes, I see it. But what is this?"

"For your training."

"Wearing a dress is training? Did I hear that right?"

Babo nodded with a smile.

"Oh, Jin, dancing is the very core of martial arts. By wearing this long dress, you'll learn how to focus on dancing and not tripping like focusing on pouring Qi on a sword while swinging it."

Jin gave a hesitant nod and smiled awkwardly.

"R-Right... That's how it works."

'What the heck is this?!'

He reluctantly took the dress from Babo, holding it up and inspecting it with a grimace. The fabric was soft and flowing, the kind that would easily get in the way of movement.

"Do I really have to wear this?" He asked, still hoping that Babo might change his mind.

Babo's grin only widened.

"Yes, you do. If you can learn to move gracefully in a dress, you'll understand the importance of balance and coordination, which is essential for controlling your Qi."

Jin sighed, realizing there was no way out of this. "Alright, fine. I'll do it."

With a bit of fumbling and some awkwardness, Jin put on the dress. After he had dressed, he sighed and glanced down at his feet, which were covered by the fabric.

He groaned.

"Why the hell do you even have a dress with you?"

Babo smiled for a moment as if reminiscing about something but shook his head and stretched his arms outward. He chuckled softly.

"Now, let's get started. The goal is to move without tripping over the dress. Start by walking slowly, feeling the fabric's weight and how it affects your balance."

Jin took a tentative step forward, trying to lift his feet high enough to avoid stepping on the dress. The fabric swayed around his ankles, making him awkward and clumsy. He glanced up at Babo, who was watching him intently with an amused expression.

Babo gave a small nod and smirked. "Now, follow my movement," he instructed as he walked a few steps away from Jin. He then began to move gracefully, his steps fluid and light, almost like a dance. His movements were surprisingly agile for someone of his stature, demonstrating perfect balance and control. He spun around slowly, letting his arms flow naturally with each step.

Jin watched in awe, his mouth wide in shock. 'What am I seeing right now? This geezer is dancing?! And gracefully too like some lady would.'

He watched as Babo finished his dance, slowly taking a few steps back.

Babo glanced at Jin retreating and stopped.

"What's wrong?"

"N-Nothing..."

"Then follow me."

"O-Okay..."

Jin gulped, feeling a mix of embarrassment and determination. He tried to mimic Babo's graceful movements, stepping lightly and attempting a spin. But as soon as he turned, the dress tangled around his legs, causing him to stumble.

Thump!

"Pah! It's impossible with this long dress on!" Jin shouted as he gazed up at Babo. "This dress is definitely too large for me!"