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"79,996"
"79,997"
"79,998"
"79,999"
"80,000!"
I dropped my wooden sword onto the dirt ground beneath my feet and I fell onto my knees, panting for air as I lightly grinned at my accomplishment. My arms felt as though they were on fire and my hand was rough from all of my recent training.
Jomei lay in a hammock, watching my every move while Akahana was making dinner for us all in the kitchen.
Ever since I started training, four years ago, I moved in with Jomei into his giant estate. Akahana had been assigned to take care of his estate, (on Jomei and I's request) so she is with us while we train. She often tries to help me as much as possible, but that results in a scolding and a clump of threats from Jomei.
I looked over to Jomei as he drank apple juice from a wine glass while swinging in his hammock and giving me a knowing look. "Just because you look soooo happy with yourself, why don't you do another 10,000?" He spoke with a sly smirk. I tensed and slowly turned to look at him with a terrified look as my eye twitched. He chuckled before speaking once again. "Calm down, kid. You did a good job, go take a rest." He chugged the rest of his apple juice before getting up from his hammock and making his way back to the estate doors.
He patted my shoulder as he walked past as I panted lightly. I slowly stood up and crouched down to pick up the wooden weapon then place it in its sheath on my waist. Jomei waited at the door for me as I dragged my feet over to the house.
As we walked down the hallways, Jomei began to speak. "I heard that Akahana is making your favorite tonight." I perked up and swiftly turned my head to the hashira. '(f/f)?' (favorite food).
I looked into his grey eyes and spoke. "While we're on the topic of Akahana, when are you going to ask her out?" I asked smugly. His face exploded into a thousand different shades of red and he pursed his lips.
"What makes you think I like her that way?" He asked as his face stayed red.
I put my hands behind my head. "Oh. I don't know, maybe because I catch you staring at her when she isn't looking? Maybe because you bring her up in most conversations? Maybe because you blush whenever she makes any sort of physical contact with you? Maybe because-"
He put his hand over my mouth to silence me. "Alright, alright, I get it. Now shut up" He glared. "Do you have to speak so damn loud?" He removed his hand away from my mouth and I chuckled.
