Chujitsuna Hito immediately raised her hand. “Me! Pick me! Me!”
“Very well. Choose your opponent.”
“I don’t care, anyone will do! That guy, for example, or the one next to him! Or both at the same time!”
“The fights are one against one, girl. You then, come close.”
A short and muscular boy with dark hair took one step forward and pulled his sword from his sheath. Chujitsuna calmly slithered in front, holding only a dagger.
The Teacher raised his right eyebrow and questioned, “Are you sure you want to use a dagger against his sword? He will have a longer reach, you know?”
“Of course, I am sure! But he doesn’t have a longer reach than me, you will see!”
At the Teacher’s command, they got ready. The moment he ordered them to start, Chujitsuna threw a stone from the ground with the tip of her tail and hit the boy’s head. He blinked, surprised by what had just happened, and cleaned the blood that was falling from the wound to his eyes.