You had always been interested in learning how to fight with a sword, and luckily, someone on your team was a trained professional. You had begged Oni for hours, and after a while, he finally agreed to give you a few lessons during your spare time. __

“Horrible posture,” Oni spoke, his Japanese accent had a venom sound to it as he eyed you up and down. He walked over, and roughly fixed your position. He moved to stand in front of you, unsheathing the katana on his belt and pointing it towards you.

Once again, you charged at him- attempting to land at least one hit. Of course, you couldn’t, and he dogged all of your attacks.

“Too slow,” Oni muttered.

You charged again.

“Sloppy,”

Letting out a groan, you charged again, and was quickly met with him knocking the katana out of your hand and throwing you to the ground.

Oni shook his head as he stared down at you. “Dropped your guard,” He let out a heavy sigh as he stepped back to allow you to get up.

“We’ve wen’t over the basics time and time again- are you even trying?” Oni spoke, his tone sounding annoyed.