While investigating a terrible incident, Minako becomes Soulbound to Sasuke Uchiha because of an ancient spell.
𝙊𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙒𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙥𝙖𝙙 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙨:
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• Kenjutsu- pertains to techniques that entail the use of swords.
• Taijutsu- refers to any techniques involving the martial arts or the optimization of natural human abilities.
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Omoi's usually more considerate. That is if you're not fighting him in front of his female admirers.
"Damn it Omoi!" I lunge away from him. My left hand clutches on the grass to steady my landing as I draw the hilt of my nagamaki away with my right.
His katana just sliced through the left sleeve of my white wrap dress. The blade grazed my skin leaving a stinging sensation as warm blood seeped and stained my ripped clothes. Beads of sweat are trickling down my neck and I take heavy breaths while I lift myself up.
Pulling on the large vertical tear on the mid-length of my dress that Omoi made two moves earlier, I try to make a knot out of the torn parts of my dress to cover myself but to no avail. My left thigh is exposed making me feel vulnerable and naked.
A pleasant gust of wind cools my overheated body. The scent of freshly cut grass on a hot summer day wafts in the air. It makes me feel calmer somewhat. But only to a certain extent. Inside, I am seething and I'm still annoyed as hell.
Omoi knew the rules. He knew well enough that we don't go full fight mode and hurt each other when we spar. He knew that I hate it when my clothes needlessly get ruined. It's strange. I know. But just like my Dad, I am very particular about taking good care of my belongings and that includes my clothes.
Of course, it's different when I am on a mission. Shit happens. Equipment and spy tech get lost and destroyed. Clothes get tattered and torn. That's an inevitable consequence. But this, happenstance with Omoi is downright unacceptable.
