"And that..." Satoru says with a smirk as he uses a cheap move to throw you across the room. "Is how you win against incompetents, students." You gasped as your back hit the wall, and you coughed slightly, an irritated look was present on your face. The three first years just looked between you and him.

Satoru had insisted on doing combat lessons today, but usually what that means is he's just looking for an excuse to throw you around and beat you up to look cool in front of his students.