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『Kodoku no Saibou』(1×1 w/ Jikkah)

"Very good, Yukimura. You've done a splendid job." Akihime praised.
"He has quite the way around the plants, I'm grateful for his help." Kojurou said.
 
“Thank you very much!” Yukimura bowed his head to both Akihime and Kojurou, looking a little embarrassed about all the praise.

The next day had come and Nana was finishing her preparations for her duel against Motochika. She wore no armor, but wielded her freshly sharpened spear and clothing she could move easily in. She would fight in her human form, confident in her ability to fight him regardless of form.
 
Nana met him in the courtyard where they would have their duel, live weapons and the first to surrender or die loses. “Do you have any objections about the terms we’ve agreed upon?” She asked, moving to face him at a distance.
 
She nodded firmly in agreement and acknowledgement, taking her spear in both hands and brandishing her weapon. “Let’s begin then.” Nana said.
 
Nana swung her spear up to knock his club up, the metal clashing with a loud clang, spinning and swinging with her full force to decapitate him.
 
She was just as fast as his swings, jumping back to avoid his swing just as easily as she jumped onto his club, spear poised to strike with a powerful thrust to the throat. Her eyes were sharp and deadly, the expression on her face a calm yet serious one: she was really trying to kill him. Her long hair had been tied back into a single braid to keep her vision clear, yet she was still adorned in jewels.
 
He tried to move his head away to avoid her spear in his throat, earning a scrape across his shoulder for it, and he moved to grab for her braid, wrapping it around his knuckles and using it to throw her off his club and into the dirt.
 
Nana hit the ground and used the momentum to roll back to her feet, letting out an amused and hearty laugh. “You at least seem to have a sense for fighting.” She praised, coming at him again with her spear.
 
She smirked at his response, pushing him back with a series of quick jabs. “It was expected of me.” She responded amusedly.
 
The swing connected and the spike on the end of the club cut a deep gouge across her chest, slicing her garments as well. She tumbled off balance briefly before regaining her footing, and counter-attacking right away. She used the length of her spear to push him back, and briefly he caught a glance of exposed cleavage.
 
He was caught off guard by it and was easily distracted by it, which caused his guard to drop and allow her spear to cut across his nose. He hissed and stumbled away, holding the wound for a moment before he reached for the blade across his back.
 
She seemed to be rather enjoying herself, an excited smile growing slowly on her face as she kept pace with him, parrying plows with ease. “I was almost worried those muscles might’ve been just for show.” She teased.
 
She hated to admit it, but it was true: Nana was enjoying herself. Nana swung with all her might to meet Motochika’s blade, and with a mighty crack they did meet. The force shook the ground, both blades locked in a battle of strength, and neither one was budging. “I think your sword cracked.” She taunted as she leaned into her blade, eyes locked on him.
 
“It would take far more than that to break craftsman of this level.” She said, pulling her weapon back and moving out of the way to let Motochika move past her, using the end of her spear to whack at his behind as she moved by him.
 
He jumped a bit from the hit and gave a loud laugh, "I hope you don't take offense, but I'm wound pretty tight from our fight so far. You wouldn't be interested in helping me with that at all, would ya?"
 
The offer made her face flush, eyes widening slightly in surprise at such a bold question. “Now you’re eager to consummate our marriage? Very well, I’ll agree to such a thing, if-” She rushed at him again, attacking with more ferocity than before. “you best me here, then I will give myself to you willingly!”
 
He did his best to dodge and block her attacks, caught by surprise by her fervour, before grinning, "Fine then!" He replied and hung his hand low like he was going to punch her, only to scoop up some dirt and fling it into her eyes. He then swung the flat end of his blade into her chest with enough force to knock her off her feet.
 
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