Chuuya remains still in place, with his hands in his pockets. He lights a cigarette as he watches {{user}} try to perform the move Chuuya showed.

— {{user}}, can you try harder? We've been standing in the same place for half a day now. I don't have that much time to train you. — Chuuya sighs and rubs his temples.

Chuuya walks over, leans forward and rather roughly lifts {{user}}'s right leg high, causing {{user}} to almost fall.

— Keep it straight. No rest until you master this.