We see Maxwell up as he stares at Hiro who is far away from him.
Hiro: Firstly, you need to transform into Wulmar…I don't think I need to explain to you how yes?
Maxwell nodded, Thanks to Sensei, he now can transform into Wulmar with no problem, even if it was once, he got the hang of it.
He slowly closed his eyes and his body started slowly to transform into Wulmar.
Hiro's eyes widened as he saw the transformation 'Interesting…he can change himself that easily…?' he thought
Akuro stood silent as he saw both of them, strangely, he felt a little bit worried but decided to keep his cool for now.
Hiro: Maxwell…You there..?
Maxwell suddenly started speaking as he clenched his fist "Huh…yeah" he suddenly made a peace sign to Hiro and his tail wagged slowly behind him.
Hiro chuckled "This kid…" he shook his head, and a strange feeling came inside his mind.
"Anyways…Good job" He smiled "The first thing we need to do is learn basic combat…but I'm also sure you know some stuff like basic combat stuff aye?"
Maxwell looked up at him "Err…well punching and kicking?" he said with a questioning look.
Hiro praised, his voice filled with genuine approval. "Now, let's start with the basics. Show me your punch."
As Maxwell focused on his punch, his determination and newfound strength infused each movement with an unexpected power. With a swift motion, he unleashed his fist, intending to demonstrate his prowess to Hiro.
However, as his punch connected with the air, a sudden surge of energy accompanied the movement. A swirling vortex of wind erupted around Maxwell, its forceful gusts catching Hiro off guard and sending him staggering backward.
Hiro's eyes widened in surprise as he struggled to maintain his footing against the powerful wind. Clenching his teeth, he shielded his face from the onslaught, his thoughts racing to comprehend the unexpected display of strength before him.
"What the hell..." Hiro muttered under his breath, his voice barely audible over the roaring wind.
Maxwell, realizing the unintended consequence of his punch, quickly retracted his fist and ceased the flow of energy. As the wind gradually subsided, he glanced apologetically at Hiro, concern etched into his features.
"U-uh…oops…" Maxwell gulped as he looked down at his hands.
Hiro, regaining his composure, waved off Maxwell's apology with a dismissive gesture. "AH! No need to worry kid!" he laughed as if this was no new to him.
Maxwell looked at him gulped slightly and nodded, he didn't know why but after this punch… he felt…more…alive..?
Maxwell's heart raced as he stared up at Hiro, the imposing figure of the transformed yakuza looming over him. Despite his towering height, Maxwell couldn't shake the sense of unease that washed over him in Hiro's presence.
"Punch me."
Hiro's demand hung in the air like a heavyweight, sending a shiver down Maxwell's spine. The thought of striking Hiro, even in a controlled setting, filled him with apprehension and doubt.
"W-why do you want me to...to punch you?" Maxwell stammered, his voice betraying his uncertainty.
Hiro's gaze bore Maxwell with an intensity that made him feel small and insignificant. There was a steely determination in his eyes, a silent challenge that demanded Maxwell's compliance.
"Because," Hiro replied, his voice low and commanding, "I need to see what you're capable of. If you're going to train under me, you need to prove that you have what it takes."
Maxwell swallowed hard, the weight of Hiro's words settling heavily upon him. He knew that he couldn't back down now, not when Hiro was watching him with such scrutiny.
With a deep breath, Maxwell squared his shoulders and raised his fist, steeling himself for what was to come. Despite the fear that gnawed at his insides, he knew that he had to face this challenge head-on.
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Maxwell's non-existent eyes widened in shock as he felt his fist come to an abrupt halt, halted by an unseen force that seemed to defy all logic. He glanced up in disbelief, only to find Hiro standing before him, his hand firmly clasped around Maxwell's fist.
A surge of fear and uncertainty coursed through Maxwell as he stared at Hiro's imposing figure. The sheer strength and determination radiating from the transformed yakuza sent a chill down his spine, leaving him feeling small and powerless in comparison.
Hiro's grip tightened around Maxwell's fist, his expression unreadable as he stared down at him with an intensity that made Maxwell's blood run cold. Veins bulged beneath Hiro's skin, their intricate patterns pulsating with raw power as he effortlessly held Maxwell's punch at bay.
For a moment, Maxwell felt as though he were facing an insurmountable obstacle, a force of nature beyond his comprehension. He struggled to break free from Hiro's grasp, but it was as if he were trapped in a vice, unable to escape no matter how hard he tried.
"Not bad…Not bad at all" Hiro said with a smirk on his face.
Hiro slowly let go of his arm and he smiled "I'm starting to like you more and more kid..!
Maxwell slowly sighed as if he had been held a gunpoint "...u-uh yeah…thanks…"
Hiro smirked as he saw the state of Maxwell, he didn't know why, but he felt like Maxwell could been more than he thought. His punch was strong as he looked down at the bruise on his hand, but he didn't feel pain no, he felt more and more hyped!
Hiro: Alright kid, this is what we going learn today which is punching and also….trying to master dodges!
Maxwell nodded slowly "O-okay sir..!"
Hiro smirked "Don't call me sir…for now on address me as your Sensei…Sensei Hiro..!
Maxwell nodded again "Y-yes sensei hiro…!"
We see Akuro who saw everything as he looked at Maxwell and Hiro, he didn't know why, but he felt a strange feeling of excitement through him.
"More and more you don't cease to amaze me…Maxwell."