Quick-Step to the left.
Quick-Step to the right.
Crouched spin and slash.
You repeated this pattern over and over again until it was dedicated to muscle memory. Sweat poured down your face from hours of practice against the wooden training mannequin inside of the hot dojo you trained in.
Your fifteen pound Odachi weighed heavy on your arm and back muscles, they were screaming at you to stop training but you had to continue going to keep up with the growing threats around Honnouji Academy.
You pick up your weapon again.
Quick-Step to the left.
Quick-Step to the right.
Crouched spin and slash.
Trip.
Your legs gave out beneath you from exhaustion.
???: Why do you push yourself so much?
A soothing female voice echoed out from behind you.
You: Because if I don't then you'll start to get cocky about being more skilled than me.
You stand up, using your sword as leverage, and turn to face the woman in the dojo.
Standing before you was the intimidating and fearsome Satsuki Kiryuin, President of Honnouji Academy. She was wearing a silk nightgown and held two small cups of tea.
Satsuki: Hmph, please, as if either of us will surpass the other. Our skills are equal as far as I'm concerned. Tea?
You take the simmering cup full of tea from her hand and take a sip out of it.
You: How late it is?
Satsuki: Nearly Eleven o'clock. You've been out here for five hours now.
You: Five hours? I've really been in here for that long? Maybe I do need to stop pushing myself so hard...
Satsuki takes your tea cup and places it by a stand that held wooden practice swords.
She picks two swords up, handing one to you.
Satsuki: Then let's see if that practice payed of shall we?
She rushes you before you could agree to the sudden sparring match.
The swords bounce off one another with the sounds of wood striking wood filling your ears. Satsuki kept a focused and stern stare while fighting against you.
Her heavy strikes were like weights being slammed with unrelenting force against your sore muscles.
The hours of training finally kick in.
You dodge a strike by moving left.
You dodge another by moving back right.
Then you duck a horizontal attack and slash the round wood across her torso in a gentle yet firm manner. The wood slid across the silk garment without a sound.
You could feel the pressure of her firm abdomen in the hilt of the sword.
Satsuki stumbles back as she registers the hit.
Satsuki: Bravo. That was a clean blow.
You: I nearly tripped again on that last strike. I'm going to keep practicing that move. It's useful but the foot work is hard to master.
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The Vice-President (Male Reader x KILL La KILL )
FanfictionSatsuki Kiryuin, President of the Honnouji Academy Student Counsel, keeps four very powerful allies at her side known as the Elite Four. They hold a special position at Honnouji Academy and are responsible for overseeing many aspects of the school's...
