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「RISE」(1×1 with Jikkah)

She moved and sat down beside Kojurou, wiping the blood away with her sleeve and muttering angrily, brows furrowed. “He calls me a brat, yet is the one who acts most like a child..?!”
 
She let her shoulders sag a bit, staring at the grass at her feet. “I had always thought the Heroes were good people, that’s what all the stories said anyway..”
 
"I think it's just an instance of an inflated ego...Masamune-sama has not yet had a humbling experi-" He stopped and remembered that it was Masamune's fault his whole party had died and was still a tremendous asshole, "He hasn't pulled his head out of his ass yet..."
"I heard that." Masamune stated.
 
Megohime just made a noise of frustration, resting her chin on her knees. “Tell me more about the Wave, please?” She asked, this having been the first she had heard about it. She had been a slave her entire life, so she wasn’t well versed in the way of the world outside of her master and his activities, but she knew of the Heroes from stories told amount the slaves.
 
"We aren't really sure what it is ourselves...we just know that they happen every so often and monsters swarm Malromarc and destroy everything for an hour or so..." Kojurou said, "It feels like an eternity when the Waves start.."
 
Megohime made a noise, she had recalled a day that was scheduled for arena fights that ended up never happening, patrons never showed up, and the cells the Demi-humans were kept in underground rumbled for a while. Had that been the first Wave? She rubbed the scales along her forearm. “If it just brings monsters then all we have to do it kill them, right? I’m good at that, it shouldn’t be much different than anything else I’ve done up until now...” She said softly, staring ahead blankly, like she had other thoughts on her mind.
 
"The Heroes are summoned to find out what's causing them and how to stop them. But so far have been unsuccessful." Kojurou replied.
 
She made another noise, resting her eyes and listening to the wind as it rustled the grass around them. “Well, if the other Heroes are anything like him, then it won’t matter if they find out what’s causing them.”
 
“So we’re just the unlucky ones then?” She said, a hint of bitterness in her tone. “Well, whatever, he’s not quite as terrible as some of the others that have owned me..”
 
“Only as long as I didn’t lose my fights.” She said, rubbing her neck then stretching out.
 
She felt it would be nice if that were true, but knew it would probably not be the case. “Well, that’s enough of a break.” She said with a sigh, standing up and brushing off her clothes. “There’s still a few more hours of daylight left and a lot more training to be done.”
 
“You need to work on your deflecting, I’ve fought opponents with swords unarmed before and they had no trouble with my hits.” She rolled her shoulders before dropping into a low stance, then charging.
 
She balled her fist and smacked the sword away with the back of her hand before moving to punch him hard in the gut. “My point is that you need to fight in more fights, actually hit things, get use to the feeling of harder hits.”
 
Megohime took the hit with a grunt, but quickly recovered and grabbed the sword he had slammed into her side, using it to yank Masamune forward before delivering a strong head butt.
 
She tossed his sword back at his feet. “Again, get up.” She ordered, watching him with cold eyes, a bit of irritation in them. Why wasn’t her trying harder? His moves were improving, and Kojurou was teaching him sword techniques, but he still seemed to be dragging his feet.
 
"Yeah, let me get up after you've rammed your fucking head into my skull and rattled my brain around like an egg yolk!" He snapped.
 
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