What's wrong with this family?

“Sensei! Please do it again!” Koharu, Ichihara-san’s daughter, exclaimed with a bright, cheerful, and enthusiastic grin.

“What? Haven’t you seen it enough?”

On her request just before we started our first session, she asked me to demonstrate the same punch that I always do for them. And unlike before, I ceded to her request three times already. Yet, here she was, still asking for more.

Compared to her mother, this girl was rather cheeky herself. This wasn’t apparent when she was among the other enrollees but now that she had me for herself, her horns of mischief began to sprout.

She could just be too fascinated by my punches but even so, we wouldn’t accomplish anything in terms of her training if I kept playing along with her whims.

“Eh... You look really cool when you do it, sensei. The sound is so crisp too. I wonder how long that punching bag will last if you keep hitting on it.”