ᴿᵉ:ゼロ 𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐑 𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒

S1 E11: A Gentle Heart

-RESUME-

After, listening to the red-head's reason for training me. I couldn't much blame him. I want to protect Felt & Subaru at all cost. Even if it means my life. Acknowledging the fact that power isn't given to me in this world is relatable to the terms of reality. Those whom desire to become better attempt to work everyday so one could strive for greatness...Is this my Destiny?

Reinhard: Do you want me to teach you the basics of sword-art?

Jiro: (Excited) Yeah. Show me one of the techniques you did on Elsa!

Reinhard: Umm, What?

Jiro: You know. The glowy-blade thing while you went "swoosh-swoosh-cling" on her.

Reinhard: Oh, you meant the secret ability passed down each swordsman. 

Jiro: (Nods) Uh-huh?!

Reinhard: Well, I can't quite teach you that because your body wouldn't be able to handle the intensity. It takes much patience and concentration to master the skill single-handedly.

Jiro: Really? Why?

Reinhard: I already told you. Weren't you paying attention?

Jiro: (Sarcastic) No...sorry I was picking my nose---

Reinhard: Okay. From the beginning then---

Jiro: No. No. I was joking around, Rei. Seriously. I understand what you meant by "intensity". The crushing force from all that energy would consume me inside and out.

Reinhard: Rei? Why did you call me---

Jiro: Because, we're friends. Remember. Also, I thought Rei would be a pretty cool nickname to have. 

Reinhard: I guess so! I appreciate it. But, shall we begin? My schedule is quite busy today with all the important matters of security.

Jiro: Yes. I'm ready to begin.

Reinhard: (Smiles) Good... <tossing me a wooden sword>

Jiro: Wait, we aren't using actual weapons.

Reinhard: Of course, I don't wanna slice you in half like butter. This is much safer than expected. It's a rare chance someone would die from a training sword unless they jabbed at your neck with enough speed.

Jiro: Ouch. That would hurt, huh?

Reinhard: Undoubtedly. Yes.

Jiro: Alright, then. Show me what I need to do.

Reinhard: First, I want you to get into a stance.

-Bending my knees slightly, I held the wooden stick in my right hand facing downwards.-

Reinhard: Umm, I said your---

Jiro: (Interrupts) This is my stance.

Reinhard: Are you sure? I never seen something like that before. Looks like you're trying to throw down your weapon?

Jiro: Don't worry. Only a coward would do such a thing in the middle of a fight. 

Reinhard: But, seriously though. Does that form seem odd to you?

Jiro: Not entirely...but if it bothers you then---

Reinhard: (Apologetic) No! That's quite alright with me, Jiro.

Jiro: If you're not sure about this stance...I'm willing to change it.

Reinhard: Not at all. Keep it the same way. I am going to strike first, okay? I want you to block it.