The quarter-aged girl who had let her hair down was now tied tightly into a ponytail as usual, she also focused her gaze on the handsome man in front of her, she gripped her sword tightly.
"How about Anko, are you ready?" asked the handsome man who was still pale while recovering his body he was trying to practice little by little to hone his skills so as not to dull. He didn't take out his weapon because he wanted to start a duel together with his bare hands, how far would his fighting ability without a weapon go?
"Yes, I'm ready." The middle-aged girl replied.
A breezy wind blew and shook the grass and her tightly tied hair fluttered like a ponytail. The handsome man gave a faint grin, and he thought that no matter how bad the enemy's ability was later it couldn't be underestimated however, he was sure he would surprise the girl in front of him much more than the first time he met.
Each of them made a serious look that furrowed their brows.