"Anyway, Masaharu has high basic abilities but lacks combat technique. First, let's train in real-combat style. I'll attack with my wooden sword, so focus only on evasion and don't counterattack."
"Understood."
"Go! Taah!"
"Kuh!"
My head was lightly tapped by the wooden sword.
"What's wrong? Stop looking at the ground. Don't just think about stepping."
"Ah, ah…"
"Again. Taah!"
"Kuh!"
Again, before I knew it, my head was lightly tapped by the wooden sword.
I couldn't see Iria's wooden sword at all. No, I couldn't even perceive it.
"Amazing. This is the time-manipulation skill. I get hit the moment I notice the attack."
"Skill? But I didn't use it…"
"Eh?"
"No way… You're only looking at my crotch! You're not even looking at the sword!"
"Why not?! You're wearing a gym uniform and bloomers! It's impossible to look anywhere else!"
"You told me to wear clothes that make it easy to move, right? It's cold! Do it seriously!"
