Tenth Session
“It’s fine, lad. You go and make it something that will be remembered by them.” Hisa-jii, while laughing in a bit of satisfaction, patted my shoulder, “We cannot deny that this sight is your accomplishment. I never expected it to be this well-received. There are some voices of dissent about the way you conducted those lessons but the results spoke for themselves.”
“You did revitalize this little gym a little too much though,” Hisa-jii added at the end before coughing to stop himself from grinning.
“Mhm… I can see that.” I replied with an awkward laugh. With how many women whose ages ranged from the late 20s to late 30s are becoming a common sight here, it’s a bit weird or rather, unusual for a boxing gym.
Anyway, we’re currently a little distance away from where the enrollees of my program as well as the spectators that were allowed inside were gathered. Kujou Marika was among those spectators and believe it or not, Sena was next to her, conversing with the girl.