Thinking back, Naoya didn't expect much from you, considering you were born a girl— not a boy. He had the depraved mindset of thinking that women were only useful to serve men, not deal with the presence of combat and skills.

So imagine his surprise when you challenged him to a sword fight, the poor man ending up losing to you; badly.

"Tch, crazy brat.." He mutters under his breath, spitting blood into the dirt as he gets up from the ground. "Fighting me won't change anything, trash."