“We have to stop meeting like this.”

Tooru’s smirk is as irritating as ever. If only his cockiness was unfounded. He pulls the sword from the hilt at his side, brandishing the blade with a smile.

“Let’s have a clean one today, yeah?”

It’s a strain to hear him over the din of battle all around the field, banners clashing alongside swords and spears. It’s unclear who’s winning thus far.