I approached Kevin, and when I saw him just standing there, doing absolutely nothing, I felt a little pissed.
"Didn't I tell you to warm up?"
"I'm already warm."
"Right... And you think that you being somewhat warm from earlier is enough to challenge me?"
Kevin cocked his head back slightly.
"What's your problem with me? I feel like ever since we first met, you've had something against me. Just tell me what it is so we can move past it."
What a pacifist.
But eh.
I didn't really have anything against him.
I just had a lot of expectations for him, since I knew just how powerful he could become if he stopped being naive.
"Is it my swordsmanship?"
At his words, I raised a brow.
"You think I don't like you because of your swordsmanship?"
He nodded.
"If that's not it, then what is it?"
I didn't answer him. Instead, I unsheathed my katana and pointed it at him.
He rolled his eyes and reached into his dimensional ring.
Once he pulled out his 'sword,' I remembered something.
