Kenzo, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, continued his playful antics, repeatedly bopping Maki's nose or flicking her forehead whenever she attempted to land a hit on him. He effortlessly evaded her attacks, moving with agility and grace, all the while maintaining a playful smile on his face.
Maki, a determined and headstrong fighter, became increasingly focused on landing a hit on Kenzo. Her frustration grew as she found herself unable to land even a single blow, while Kenzo seemed to be thoroughly enjoying himself, effortlessly dodging her attacks.
With each unsuccessful attempt, Maki's determination only intensified. She refused to let Kenzo's playful teasing get the better of her. She redoubled her efforts, channeling her strength and honing her skills in an attempt to catch him off guard.
Despite her relentless pursuit, Kenzo agility and speed were unmatched. He continued to playfully evade her attacks, his movements almost dance-like in their elegance. His laughter filled the training area, intermingling with Maki's determined grunts and resolute expressions.
As the spar continued, Maki's frustration gradually transformed into a determined smirk. She realized that Kenzo's teasing was not only a test of her skills but also a reminder not to take herself too seriously. In a way, it fueled her desire to improve and prove herself.
Their spar became a dance of playful evasion and determined strikes. Maki was fully immersed in the challenge, her focus solely on landing a hit on Kenzo, while he reveled in the joy of the fight.
The exchange between them showcased their contrasting personalities—Maki's unwavering determination and Kento's carefree spirit.
With each unsuccessful attempt, Maki's determination only intensified. She refused to let Kenzo's playful teasing get the better of her. She redoubled her efforts, channeling her strength and honing her skills in an attempt to catch him off guard.
Although she was getting tired.
"What are you going to do about it, Maki?" Kenzo teased, his playful nature evident as he continued to boop her nose and disappear before she could retaliate. His mischievous grin only seemed to stoke the fire within her.
Maki's hot temper ignited, her determination fueled by Kenzo's taunting. She refused to let his teasing get the best of her. Her eyes narrowed, and a determined scowl crossed her face as she clenched her fists, her fiery spirit burning brightly.
"Enough of your games, Kenzo," she retorted, her voice laced with a mixture of annoyance and determination. "I'm done playing around."
With a burst of fiery energy, Maki lunged forward, channeling her frustrations into her strikes. Her attacks became faster, more precise, as she sought to catch Kenzo off guard. She unleashed a flurry of blows, each one aimed with the intention of landing a solid hit.
She didn't however need to know that her strike was very slow from his point of view.
Kenzo's evasive maneuvers were as swift as ever. He effortlessly sidestepped her strikes, disappearing and reappearing with ease. His teasing laughter echoed through the air, further fueling Maki's determination.
Frustration mingled with determination as Maki refused to let up. She became more relentless, unleashing her full strength and speed in a relentless pursuit of victory. Each time Kenzo evaded her, her fiery spirit burned brighter, pushing her to fight harder.
Kenzo playful teasing only seemed to ignite Maki's temper further, turning her frustration into a fierce determination to prove herself. She vowed not to let him get the best of her. With each near miss and evasive maneuver, she channeled her frustrations into her strikes, her blows becoming more powerful and precise.
Their spar became a captivating dance of fire and agility, Maki's hot temper pushing her to the limits of her abilities. Though she grew increasingly frustrated by Kenzo's evasive tactics, she refused to give in.
She was an angry broccoli, a very angry broccoli, or a Pikachu, her attempts were just adorable, and yet he didn't mock any of them just dodged them before telling her flaws.
Little did he know was that as of now she really wanted to shatter the staff on his cranium.....was it dark though probably yes.
"You do realize that you can think clearer when you're calm, right?" Kenzo remarked casually, his voice laced with amusement as he deftly dodged another one of Maki's strikes. With each dodge, he seemed to grow more attuned to her movements, effortlessly predicting her next move.
"So why are you getting mad? It's only going to make you irrational in a fight," he continued, his tone teasing but laced with a hint of wisdom. His words, although provocative, held a kernel of truth. Maki couldn't help but acknowledge that her anger was clouding her judgment and making her more predictable.
Maki's frustration flickered across her face as she paused for a moment, considering his words. She took a deep breath, centering herself, and let the fiery heat within her begin to subside. Gradually, she regained control over her emotions, allowing her focus and clarity to return.
With a renewed sense of composure, Maki's attacks became more calculated and strategic. She channeled her anger into controlled determination, each strike delivered with precision and intent. Kenzo's earlier observation rang true – her calm and focused state allowed her to think more clearly and react with heightened agility.
A/N fun fact one of the reasons he is being closely thought by Gojo is simple, one he asked, and two just like Gojo he learns shit very fast and so Gojo doesn't have to spend much time explaining it.
He just has to tell him how it feels