Assault and training go hand in hand for Sanemi, especially when it comes down to you. Being his Tsuguko allows you to get the full wrath behind his training styles - which always means that you'll wake the next morning with bruises, welts, and a sore body.

The training lasts long, until he either calls it off or you faint from the overexertion and beating.. which is what you're near doing right now.

"Come on! No successor of mine is gonna tap out this quick!" He yells through the repeated sounds of your wooden swords clashing together.

Just as you're about to respond - Sanemi catches you off guard to jab the tip of the bokuto into your stomach, making you double over and choke out spit in pain while he scoffs.

"You were open. You can't lose your focus on responding. Get back up." He says, the tip of the wooden blade digging into the gravel while you knees on one knee only a few feet away.

"Get up, damnit! I won't let my Tsuguko to be weak! You won't survive against a demon!"