552 Please Enlighten Me

Yamada stormed into the dojo, only to spot the boy who pointed them in the wrong direction. He glared at the poor kid with the eyes of a tiger.

"Hmph! I'll deal with you later!"

The boy turned as white as a sheet and hid behind Akane to avoid Yamada's death-stare.

The samurai ignored Zhang Heng and said to Akane, "This is great. That fight last night—you attacked me when I was drunk and insulted our Choshu warriors. We get to fight again today."

Yamada was as shrewd as ever. He spoke first, making sure to classify last night's ambush on a drunk man as foul-play as an excuse for his defeat. But he wasn't all that wrong. If he had not been so tipsy last night, he would not have lost to Akane, who was only wielding a wooden sword.