The two made their way through the bustling corridors, drawing the attention of many students who noticed Yuki leading a male companion.
Whispers and curious glances followed them as they walked, the air buzzing with speculation.
They stopped in front of a door, from which the rhythmic sound of wooden swords clashing and lively conversation emanated.
The atmosphere inside seemed vibrant and energetic, a stark contrast to the quiet tension that had followed them through the hallways.
The sounds hinted at the activity and excitement within, promising a glimpse into the dynamic world of the Kendo Club.
They stepped inside, and the members, seeing Yuki personally escorting someone who appeared to be a new member, looked puzzled.
Many of them paused their activities, curious about the newcomer.
Yuki, however, paid no attention to their reactions. She simply and quietly led Satoru to her private room, her demeanor calm and composed as always.
The room was modest yet elegant, reflecting Yuki's refined taste and status.
It was a sanctuary within the bustling club, offering a quiet space for discussions and private lessons.,
Satoru glanced around, taking in the room's atmosphere.
The room featured a sturdy wooden table in the center, with a bookshelf filled with various texts on magic and swordsmanship.
Along one wall, there were several racks displaying an array of swords, some of which appeared to be of exceptionally high quality, their craftsmanship evident even from a distance.
The walls were adorned with tapestries and art, giving the space an air of elegance and history.
Small details, such as intricately carved handles on the drawers and finely woven cushions on the chairs, spoke of a refined taste and an appreciation for the finer things.
"Have a seat, Satoru," Yuki said, her voice calm and composed.
Satoru took a seat, his eyes still wandering around the room, absorbing every detail.
The rich decor and the carefully chosen furnishings made him feel as if he had stepped into a different world, one of elegance and tradition.
He could sense the history and significance of each item, and it only added to the respect he felt for Yuki and her position.
"This place is quite luxurious compared to the outside," Satoru remarked, glancing around the room.
Yuki smiled faintly. "It's a space meant for focus and reflection. The environment can influence one's state of mind, especially when practicing something as demanding as kendo."
"Tell me your stats," Yuki said, her expression turning serious. "It will help me understand your strength and the level of training you can handle."
"Oh, my stats are: Str: 3, Vit: 3, Dex: 2, Agi: 2, Int: 4," Satoru replied with a hint of hesitation. He came up with this yesterday while investigating his system alone.
"Hmm, in my eyes, it's somewhat lacking. But fortunately, everything can be improved through hard work," Yuki remarked with a contemplative tone, her eyes reflecting a mixture of encouragement and realism.
"May I ask about your stats?" Satoru inquired, with a note of curiosity and frustration.
"Of course," Yuki replied with a nod. "My current stats are: Str: 8, Vit: 9, Dex: 7, Agi: 9, Int: 7."
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