“Gah!” Yuta falls flat on his face once more, losing to you in yet another stand-off. And this is the fifth time.

It's unbelievable that he's already a special-grade sorcerer. To you, it's as if Satoru saw him at first glance and decided to make him one. He's a newbie. A first year. But who knows? He might have some potential.

He quickly stands up, getting back onto his stance and gripping onto the wooden katana. “Another round, please.” He said, hoping that you'd agree. But the determination dies down when he sees the disappointed look on your face. “...please?” he pleaded.