Post by Suusao on Feb 16, 2017 16:29:32 GMT -5
"Juunto-sama what's next I can already feel myself getting stronger what else you got!?" After his recent simulation training the boy had been more eager to learn than he ever had been before. Though it would come to his surprise that this was not a day in which he would be able use the machine. It appeared that due to his prior training that he'd been prohibited by Mrs.H from using the machine. "But c'mon Mrs.H I really need to train with these Turtle School programs you have. Juunto-sama says I'm really close to the entry level of the schoo-" The boy was cut short as always as his teacher began to drag him from out of the kitchen. It wasn't his place to bargain with the man's wife to utilize her invention, "Listen here boy!" Suusao was being hemmed against the wall and looked into Juunto's fierce brown eyes as he spoke. "You are not to address my wife under no circumstances about your training. You are my pupil and she is your tutor. Never look to my wife again for anything that I can teach you! Are we clear Suusao!" The boy turned his head looking away, but Juunto reset the boy back in place making him look at him once more. "Are we clear!" The man asked the boy once more. There was a short pause before the boy responded. "Aye. Understood Juunto-sensei I apologize."
After the short conflict that took place this morning it still lingered in the back of the boy's mind slightly. Why was Juunto-sama being more violent towards him than usual. The boy tied the belt around his gi as he stood attentive to his sensei pacing back and forth in front of him across the wooden floor. "Today Suusao-san you will continue your Turtle School training. Today I will teaching you one of the fighting schools more...vulgar technique. It is used as a counterattack, but I will demonstrate it to you. I would like you to attack me now." Juunto took his defensive stance immediately awaiting for Suusao's first action. "Alright here I come Juunto-sama!"
Without any hesitation he charged forward going for a powerful strike aimed at Juunto's chest. Though his master's movements were much faster than he'd ever seen prior, and he countered the punch with a solid fist. Suusao tried forcing his way through it yet his master stood firm. "ROCK!" Suusao's raised an eyebrow at his mentor who shouted rock, but during his state of confusion his teacher poked the boy in his both his eyes!. "OUCH! What the he-," Suusao was cut off by his teacher. "SCISSORS!"
Who honestly goes for the eyes usually people refer to that as a cheap move, and so why did he have to use that in actual combat. Then he thought that if he was fighting someone threatening his life, there were no actual rules in combat. Only that the winner is the last one standing and breathing. "PAPER!" Juunto delivered an open palm strike at Suusao's face, sending him through the same wall that he crashed into from their last lesson. Juunto-sama stood straight relaxing himself as he watched the boy crawl out of the wall. "Juunto-sensei...What the hell kind of counter attack is that. And why did I have to get poked in the eyes!"
Suusao sobbed as he sat on his behind back against the wall. His sensei began explaining the countering technique to Suusao as he approached his downed student. "That counter move is referred to as Janken. It simply plays on your opponents mental state, and throws off their focus as you shout. Rock, Scissors, or Paper. Though if you were to use the move again, then I would hope you would be wise enough to throw off your opponent. You may do so by shouting the opposite of what you would do such as shouting rock, but proceeding to poke your opponents eyes. That'll be enough for today Suusao-san, and you are free to go today." Suusao whimpered rubbing his face where his teacher left a red mark on his face. The mark was in the same shape as the man's hand taking up most of his face. Cursing under his breathe he started limping his way towards the storage closet. That was a cheap move...
The boy began dragging out a training dummy used for training with children. It was a simple stick figure anchored down by a five ton weight, and heavy as hell even for Suusao's strength level. Leaving the dummy in the middle of the hut he started to recall his lesson. "Alright so first comes Rock," Suusao threw out a strong fist at the dummy. Something didn't feel right exactly this time, and Suusao tried resting his mind before going again. Alright you got this Suusao, the boy attempted to encourage himself. "Saisho wa guu," the boy's ki began to engulf him flaring wildly. "GU!" Throwing out a punch containing enough force to slightly move the dummy a few inches. "CHI!" The boy threw out an eye poke at the dummy, but split the wood horizontally. While paying no mind to his accidental attack, and went for the final blow. "PAAAA!" Suusao delivered an intense open palm strike to the dummy, and with this strike he took off the top half of the dummy. Oh shit!
Suusao began panicking recovering the other half of the dummy, and rushed into the storage closet hiding it under a blanket. Alright now just have to move the Anch-, the boy paused as his ear twitched to the sound of the house door closing. The boy scurried over to the anchor struggling push it into the closet. He could hear his teacher slowly approaching the hut, and the navy haired teen started praying for strength. After struggling for a while the boy managed to shove the anchored weight back in the closet. With perfect timing too as Juunto-sama entered the hut.
"Ah Suusao-san. I didn't know you were still here?" Suusao smiled at his master slowly stepping out of the hut, and bowed to him as he crossed the man's path. It was just his luck that Juunto decided to go into the closet, and Suusao being as dense as he was didn't hide the anchor. "SUUUUUUUUUUSAAAAOOOOOOO!!!!" It felt as if his teachers voice shook the entire neighborhood, then he stepped foot out of the hut. Suusao took to the skies quickly before the man could catch him, and decided it'd be best if he maybe stayed at Seigi's place. Well at least until he knew Juunto-sama was cooled down.
TWC: 1,110
Nasu I was editing when you graded xD lol
After the short conflict that took place this morning it still lingered in the back of the boy's mind slightly. Why was Juunto-sama being more violent towards him than usual. The boy tied the belt around his gi as he stood attentive to his sensei pacing back and forth in front of him across the wooden floor. "Today Suusao-san you will continue your Turtle School training. Today I will teaching you one of the fighting schools more...vulgar technique. It is used as a counterattack, but I will demonstrate it to you. I would like you to attack me now." Juunto took his defensive stance immediately awaiting for Suusao's first action. "Alright here I come Juunto-sama!"
Without any hesitation he charged forward going for a powerful strike aimed at Juunto's chest. Though his master's movements were much faster than he'd ever seen prior, and he countered the punch with a solid fist. Suusao tried forcing his way through it yet his master stood firm. "ROCK!" Suusao's raised an eyebrow at his mentor who shouted rock, but during his state of confusion his teacher poked the boy in his both his eyes!. "OUCH! What the he-," Suusao was cut off by his teacher. "SCISSORS!"
Who honestly goes for the eyes usually people refer to that as a cheap move, and so why did he have to use that in actual combat. Then he thought that if he was fighting someone threatening his life, there were no actual rules in combat. Only that the winner is the last one standing and breathing. "PAPER!" Juunto delivered an open palm strike at Suusao's face, sending him through the same wall that he crashed into from their last lesson. Juunto-sama stood straight relaxing himself as he watched the boy crawl out of the wall. "Juunto-sensei...What the hell kind of counter attack is that. And why did I have to get poked in the eyes!"
Suusao sobbed as he sat on his behind back against the wall. His sensei began explaining the countering technique to Suusao as he approached his downed student. "That counter move is referred to as Janken. It simply plays on your opponents mental state, and throws off their focus as you shout. Rock, Scissors, or Paper. Though if you were to use the move again, then I would hope you would be wise enough to throw off your opponent. You may do so by shouting the opposite of what you would do such as shouting rock, but proceeding to poke your opponents eyes. That'll be enough for today Suusao-san, and you are free to go today." Suusao whimpered rubbing his face where his teacher left a red mark on his face. The mark was in the same shape as the man's hand taking up most of his face. Cursing under his breathe he started limping his way towards the storage closet. That was a cheap move...
The boy began dragging out a training dummy used for training with children. It was a simple stick figure anchored down by a five ton weight, and heavy as hell even for Suusao's strength level. Leaving the dummy in the middle of the hut he started to recall his lesson. "Alright so first comes Rock," Suusao threw out a strong fist at the dummy. Something didn't feel right exactly this time, and Suusao tried resting his mind before going again. Alright you got this Suusao, the boy attempted to encourage himself. "Saisho wa guu," the boy's ki began to engulf him flaring wildly. "GU!" Throwing out a punch containing enough force to slightly move the dummy a few inches. "CHI!" The boy threw out an eye poke at the dummy, but split the wood horizontally. While paying no mind to his accidental attack, and went for the final blow. "PAAAA!" Suusao delivered an intense open palm strike to the dummy, and with this strike he took off the top half of the dummy. Oh shit!
Suusao began panicking recovering the other half of the dummy, and rushed into the storage closet hiding it under a blanket. Alright now just have to move the Anch-, the boy paused as his ear twitched to the sound of the house door closing. The boy scurried over to the anchor struggling push it into the closet. He could hear his teacher slowly approaching the hut, and the navy haired teen started praying for strength. After struggling for a while the boy managed to shove the anchored weight back in the closet. With perfect timing too as Juunto-sama entered the hut.
"Ah Suusao-san. I didn't know you were still here?" Suusao smiled at his master slowly stepping out of the hut, and bowed to him as he crossed the man's path. It was just his luck that Juunto decided to go into the closet, and Suusao being as dense as he was didn't hide the anchor. "SUUUUUUUUUUSAAAAOOOOOOO!!!!" It felt as if his teachers voice shook the entire neighborhood, then he stepped foot out of the hut. Suusao took to the skies quickly before the man could catch him, and decided it'd be best if he maybe stayed at Seigi's place. Well at least until he knew Juunto-sama was cooled down.
TWC: 1,110
Nasu I was editing when you graded xD lol
