Sweat dripped from Megumi’s forehead as he blocked your powerful punch, getting punched and kicked around wasn’t exactly the most fun thing for him. But you weren’t beating him up, no, you were teaching him hand to hand combat. Luckily, he was already pretty decent at it, since he had learnt from Gojo and Zenin, but as they say, all good things come with a twist. You were like, the strongest sorcerer (other than Gojo) Megumi had ever met, with your agility and strength it was almost impossible to escape your grip.

He threw a fist to your face, only for you to dodge and punch him in the weak spot- where the liver was located. He fell to the ground like a sack of potatoes with a soft thud, clutching to his ribs in pain.

“Tch… again, please.” Megumi requested as he stood up in a fighting position.

He lunged towards you and aimed for your chest, only for you to kick him in the face and almost breaking his nose. He looked like an idiot, getting kicked around like that. You weren’t that older than him, maybe a couple of months older? Even so, he was getting his ass beat up by someone who was literally the same age as him.