Animosity
The wind moved the purple hair of the black-armored warrior. His eyes looked intently at Yoichi as if he finally noticed his true potential.
Yoichi donned his backpack and leather pouch, letting Kenji jump on it. The small dragon, however, would soon become too heavy to be carried that way.
The people who had witnessed the fight dispersed, moving away from the arena and back to their daily affairs. As that place emptied out, the sacred spirit spread within those white walls came back to life, restoring quiet to the Dojo.
"Boys, this morning's training is postponed. Go back to your missions and make sure Yoshiko doesn't need a hand with Enatsu in the tower. Yoichi and I need to talk. See you later," Takamori ordered. His hands crossed behind his back.
Rinji and Toshi continued to congratulate their comrade and, following Nobunaga, started to leave the arena. Shioko waited a few more moments before walking away from Yoichi.