Train

Axel left the Masuda Dojo late at night. He bid goodbye to Luna and Ken Masuda, saying he would come back tomorrow.

His eyes still had the gleam of a normal seventeen-year-old. But when he rode the public bus home and started to walk back to his house, he assumed a gloomy, indifferent demeanor.

Axel arrived at his house with a small smile on his lips.

That was fun.

Tomorrow, he would come back.

The memories of his brother and how he practiced the sword were deeply integrated into his brain. Axel did not notice that he had applied his brother's techniques in his fight with Luna.

He glanced at his hand, and the sensation of parrying against her did not fade.

So this was the feeling of fighting an opponent stronger than you? And having the confidence that you have the power to stand up against them.

Axel’s heart was beating loudly.

He stood up from his bed and stared at his wrist. The silver chain bracelet glowed in his hand. It hummed against his skin, as if it sensed that he wanted to