Tribulation Descends

"Boss sure is taking his time, huh?"

"What's wrong with that? Clearly, he's using this fight as a training experience! You're forgetting he's barely eighteen years old!"

"Don't misinterpret my words, big sister, I didn't mean anything wrong by saying that…"

"Perhaps we should start using our weaknesses to fight our peers as well?"

"Don't even bother, you're not smart enough to keep up with the pace of a deadly fight while trying to comprehend something. You might die trying."

Miko was about to respond when he noticed Misaka's stern gaze. He shivered, but he felt warm inside nonetheless as he knew she cared too much for him.

"Sigh, fine! I don't want to embarrass my boss by showing how awesome I am when tackling my weaknesses. Then again, I guess leaving a weakness or two can be considered as good karma for my opponents lest they complain about how broken my combat prowess can be…"