Brunch

"Good spar." Red claps his hands in approval as Blade Tornado and Fumio join him and Kotone at the side of the room.

"Heh. Yeah." Blade Tornado nods.

"I got lucky." Fumio scratches the back of his head, still not believing that he bested Blade Tornado.

"How about I use my blades next time? I bet you won't try grappling then." Blade Tornado puts his arms around Fumio's shoulders and challenges.

"Then I'll have to use a sword too. I'm a better swordsman than a barehanded fighter." Fumio is not willing to back down.

The two men stare at each other before sharing a hearty laugh.

Kotone meanwhile, who has already gotten used to her aching limbs and gut, shakes her head, finding it strange that the two who inflicted pain on each other just a minute ago are now smiling at each other like friends.

"I hate to break this moment, but Blade, your job here's done and I have a lecture to do." Red cuts in breaking Blade Tornado and Fumio apart.