As everyone was arrested from that shoot-out last night, i woke up to Manjiro Sano and Kyojin Mankora smoking a cigarette w/ Miriam, I was dazed as they were smoking the gyonji they were supposed to give Gintoki Kimrua.
"Hey... Weren't we supposed to give that to him?"
A question escaped my lips, I held the bandaged side of my face and began to rub it in pain.
Kyojin: "Yea, and?"
Kyojin responded, he was clearly careless as Gintoki was no longer a competitive opponent in rank anymore thanks to last night.
Manjiro Sano turned his head to me, he still had that emotionless gaze; as a sigh escaped his lips, he raised his arm and offered me
Manjiro Sano: "I can train you to make you someone better of yourself. Are you up for it or no?"
He asked, this wasn't a casual question. He was the great Manjiro Sano that just offered me a opportunity for me to take under his wing.
"Y-yea I am..."
I said, clearly nervous but as kyojin and I got up in sync, Manjiro Sano gave Miriam a friendly glare before holding my hand and walking off.
4 Hours Have Passed.
That's right 4, 4 straight hour's of Mikey beating my ass without me learning a single thing, well; i may have learned greater defense. But he has been kicking my ass for the past 4 hours non stop.
"M-my body a-aches.."
I said in clear pain, his kicks to the side hurt the absolute worse for someone of his size.
Manjiro Sano: "This is pathetic, how do u expect to grow like this?"
I stood up and blocked 3 of his punches, responding by thrusting my fist into his stomach, he blocked it and gripped my arm, putting it behind my back and throwing me into the ground.
"AGHHH!"
My arm damn near broke, he wasn't going easy on me AT ALL, he basically made it so i couldn't feel a thing in that arm for a entire day.
Kyojin just watched in the distance, my performance being pathetic but he admires my defense.
Soft Thud
That's the sound i produced everything i hit the ground, but i stood up and finally landed one good punch to his face that he nearly blocked, mikey was taken aback but didn't spit any blood. He only had a bruise on his face, for the first time in a while I was growing.
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东京的破烂/ The streets of Tokyo.
PrzygodoweY/N, lives a normal life with normal parents; the only flaw is you live in a area of gun violence and drug dealing, and high crime activity. All goes well until you bump into a guy name kyojin. ⚠︎ WARNING, THIS STORY CONTAINS CONTENT THAT IS GRUESOM...
