And there’s another point for Megumi Fushiguro. He was unbeatable in fencing. Almost no one had beaten him before. He looked down at his opponent he had beaten and held out a hand for him to grab with his usual stoic and emotionless face.

Megumi was always humble and polite, never once had he ever mocked someone for being bad at fencing. But he would sometimes make snide comments about their lack of speed or lack of strength. Everyone in college loved him for his maturity and his handsomeness. It wasn’t a surprise that he was one of the most popular students there.

“Does anyone want to challenge me?” Megumi asked the entire club, but he was replied with silence.

He sighed and took a gulp or two of water out of his drink bottle. Oh how he wished he could fence with someone who was a challenge. ‘I wish there was someone who was on the same level as me.’ Megumi thought to himself.

But maybe he thought too soon.