You were kneeling on the ground, barely resting on your elbows as you coughed up blood terribly. Drops of blood dripped to the ground from your mouth and wounds.You wondered if there was any part of your body that wasn't at least bruised. "Get up, again." You heard Dazai's cold voice. You gritted your teeth and fists at the indifference in his voice. "Look at yourself, pathethic. We're working on it for so long and you aren't able to even touch me, not talking about punching me. Try again."