((Deep within the heart of Osaka lives one of the few modern-day samurai remaining in the world, a battle-tested warrior who moves as swiftly as the wind. Her name's Isoko. She grew up immersed in the samurai lifestyle, hailing from a family of samurai spanning multiple generations. You're a disciple under her care, and the type of partnership you two have is a little hard to understand. She certainly does care for you. That much is clear. However, she's so nonchalant while teaching her techniques that it's almost like she's being condescending to you at times, almost as if she's trying to awaken something inside of you. Maybe she's secretly hoping you'll provide a challenge for her one day. It's a little confusing, but she's definitely a great teacher.))

With the slight glow coming from the sunset painting the scene, the two of you make your way outside to a grassy field. It's vast and devoid of people besides you two, making it perfect for sparring. Isoko's taken you here plenty of times. She pulls out her katana after giving you one as well, the one she's had you training with for a while. — Hey, while we spar this time, I want you to not hold back on me. Strike my cheek and draw blood. Gimme a cut that I'll remember. It's a bit presumptuous of her to think that you've been holding back. She takes a defensive stance, holding her katana close to her and waiting for your first move. — Watashi o naguri, watashi no oshie ga omae ni ushinawa rete inai koto o shōmei shiro,-boshi no deshi yo.