Babysitting

It was nighttime, and Kisara had finally found an opportunity to attack the traitor, taking the rest of her subordinates, they followed him. When the chance presented itself, Kisara and the rest made themselves known. They started to attack, Takeda was defending himself, but he was no match against the group.

Kisara is a young girl of average height, fair skin, bright green eyes. A slender frame with well-defined muscularly toned legs. She has shiny, unkempt red hair which she wears with a green cap. She wears a short t-shirt, jeans torn on the left side while mostly torn off from the thigh down on the right side.

Just when she was about to enter the fight, securing their win, a voice came from above, "Stop! You've violated the law!"

Everyone was scared, believing it was the police, however, when Kisara looked up, she saw a man on a roof, mid-twenties in appearance, handsome, blond hair, wearing what could only be described as semi-formal attire, trying his hardest not to start laughing.

Not able to contain himself Azuma burst laughing, "Pftttt, hahahaha, sorry, sorry, I've always wanted to say that, now, could you please stop trying to beat the kid there, my girlfriend would scold me." He said pointing at the tall young man with a muscular build, dark skin, and blue hair, trying really hard not to get hit by the goons surrounding him.

His tone revealing that he really would like to be anywhere else, Kisara not liking his tone told him, "And why would we stop, eh."

Azuma only scoffed, whispering, "Stupid overconfident kids." Jumping towards Takeda, faster any of them could see, he returned, to his previous position, Takeda on his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, the teen equally as confused as everyone else.

Telling the confused kid, "Okay stay here, I'm too lazy to run away, it will be infinitely faster if I just knock the kids out or make them run."

Takeda, still confused only nodded his head, seeing the teen understood, Azuma jumped to the street again. "Alright kids, could you leave? That way I can save myself the bother of dealing with you, please."

Kisara was about to pop a vein, this handsome man was…. wait handsome, the moment the thought passed through Kisara's mind, she started blushing, quickly controlling herself, the anger returned, looking around she saw the rest of her goons equally as angry, yelling, "Kill him for me!"

Hearing this Azuma was stunned, were they stupidly overconfident or overconfidently stupid, was it the same? He wondered, what could the differences be? Lost in his thought, the goons started to attack, using less brainpower than what he uses to walk, he just dodged, still thinking about the question that plagued his mind.

His mind quickly regaining clarity he scolded himself, [Fuck! If I kept unconsciously dodging I might've killed or seriously injured one of them out of reflex. Guess no daydreaming for me.] Giving a mental sigh he focused on the fight.

The fact he was focused did not mean he was in any way shape or form serious, most of the dodges were weird and funny looking like Azuma was badly dancing, not dodging tens of attacks.

After every dodge he would send a question, "What's the meaning of life?" dodge, "What is love?" dodge, "Baby don't hurt me." Dodge, "Don't hurt me, no more." Dodge "Did you know a giraffe's neck is too short to reach the ground… wait that wasn't a question" dodge.

If this was a cultivation novel, Kisara would've puked blood from anger, seeing her subordinates start dropping dead tired, she had enough, she needed to intervene. "Enough, fight me then!"

Running at Azuma she sent a kick his way, believing the man would not realize, since he was busy dodging the rest that hadn't dropped to the ground, Kisara was astonished when Azuma, without looking at her, only raised his hand and stopped her kick, with a finger.

Now focused on the girl that tried to do a pretty lame excuse of a roundhouse kick, he observed her, "God awful posture, too little leg power."

Confused the girl, returning her leg to its position asked, "What?"

Not caring about what Azuma just said, Kisara kept attacking him, on each attack Azuma would comment.

"Good balance, a bad center of gravity."

"Flexible and agile but lacks form."

"Too obvious."

"Seriously woman, do you even notice you have arms?"

Kisara was too angry to notice Azuma was pointing her flaws, by the end Kisara was also dead tired, dropping into the ground, without any energy to move a muscle, she was too tired to even stay conscious, the last thing she heard before losing consciousness was, "Her? Nah, too stupid and overconfident."

Azuma jumped back to the roof where he left Takeda, carrying the same way as before, he started moderately running to Ryōzanpaku, even at that pace, Takeda was screaming his lungs out, trying to hold for dear life. Reaching the dojo, Takeda still screaming, Azuma told him, "Stop screaming kid, I was going slow. Here we are."

Noticing they weren't moving anymore, Takeda glanced at his surroundings, he noticed he was back at Kenichi's dojo…. wait, didn't he just left here, he'll need to walk all the way back, again.

Kenichi, with Shigure, Miu, and some of his masters were waiting for Azuma and Takeda, noticing they were back, Kenichi rushed to his friend, "Good thing you are okay, Shigure told me you were in trouble."

Shigure heard this and told Kenichi, "Sensei."

Kenichi asked, "What?"

Shigure with all of her usually serious face told her disciple, "You call the others Sensei, call me sensei."

Kenichi did not what to do, differently from the rest of his masters, Shigure looked incredibly young, it never sat well with him to call her sensei, but she was indeed one of his masters, so he'll relent, looking back at Takeda, Kenichi repeated, "Shigure-sensei told me you were in trouble."

Azuma noticed Shigure's chin was slightly higher, expressing her smugness at being called sensei like the others. Her boyfriend could only shake his head looking at her expression, well at least he would be getting his reward later.

While Kenichi was talking with Takeda, the rest of the masters asked him, "How did it go?"

Offended at their question, Azuma put his hand on his waist, asking them, "What? They were a bunch of kids. What do you think could happen?"

Akisame continued, "We were not asking for you, we were asking for the kids."

Even more offended Azuma replied, "You think I would get serious with a bunch of kids, I just dodged until they tired themselves out."

No one replied, but Azuma could see that everyone holds a sigh of relief. What on earth did they thought he would do? Kill them?

Anyway, seeing everyone was okay, Azuma rushed to Shigure, startling her. The startled woman could not process what was happening before Azuma started to drag her out of the dojo, his only thought. [I want my reward]

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Half an hour after their 'battle' and Kisara had woken up, incredibly embarrassed and scared, now without anger clouding her mind, she realized the level of opponent she just tried attacking. Thanking god, he was nothing like Ogata, or she would've been dead.

With more time to think, the petite girl also noticed that the mysterious and handsome man was expressing his opinion about her martial arts, now Kisara was really starting to think she'll be better of dead. How could she waste such an opportunity? The man was right, she was stupid.

She promised herself she would find the man and ask him about what he said.