Board Thread:Mount Myōboku Logs/@comment-27079171-20161025221420/@comment-30269418-20161031035601

Rena's eyes widened at his reaction. The blue-skinned boy was crawling to get away from her, but why? He had let out a scream of pain, for sure, but he continued screaming as if he were being attacked. He seemed to let up, lying on the ground, before screaming at her.

She took a step forwards, not heeding his wishes. "Why are you crying?" She could not understand. He had been beaten down, yes, but why was he not retailating? She'd never seen a shinobi cry before. She felt awkward; she didn't know what to do in this situation. Then, she thought of Okami. "Excuse me, but... I have to kill someone. I can't start holding back in a spar because of this. I cannot feel pain, but I hear yours."

She crouched down, her blood flowing into the cut on his leg. No matter what way he reacted, she'd harden it, making small holes for the blood vessels to flow through. She couldn't stop the pain, and this would most likely be even more painful, but it would at least stop him from bleeding excessively. "I've stopped the bleeding."

She looked down at him, curious as to his reaction, when she said something else about herself. "I do not have emotions. I cannot understand yours. There are few times when emotions shine through my emotionlessness, but the times are few and far between. I'd like to be your rival." She was extremely blunt; there was no hesitation. "Can you please get stronger than me, so someday, you may beat me to the floor like I did you?"

With that, she gave a small smile. Even though it was insincere, it was the most she could manage at this point; emotions were difficult for her.