Board Thread:Hidden Leaf Village/@comment-24937485-20191209230808/@comment-24937485-20191224092702

He was still smiling even when put at such a disadvantage? Of course this was a game meant for training but most people in Tarou’s situation would surely have been taken aback or perhaps decline the game altogether. It only thickened the respect Zhiro held for Tarou while at the same time it nagged at his arrogance. Was he taken lightly, for Tarou to smile like that?

A frown crossed Zhiro’s face. It was clear to see that he was taking this seriously rather than just looking at it as a game. He was going to go in with all that he had. The urge to prove himself gained the upper hand and it visibly showed. His grip had tightened around the hilts of his two Katana. And where one would perhaps expect for a countdown of sorts, Zhiro did the unexpected and dashed to the left across the imaginary circle.

The rapid sounds of his feet pushing off and sliding across the ground was heard several times in a quick series of side steps. After which his left foot planted into the ground and he crouched through his knee before pushing off hard in a quick, low to the ground, jump that led straight past Tarou: from one side of the imaginary circle to the other. Was this even allowed with the rules? Zhiro didn’t care as his body spun vertically while he slashed his blades around wildly. The first swing carried a surprising amount of momentum and it sought to hit Tarou’s spear rather than body just before the second Katana aimed to make actual contact with the Senju. The cut wouldn’t be deep, but it was a clear signal of Zhiro not playing around. It was a rivalry of friendship, but a rivalry nonetheless.

“I’ll make sure to wipe that smile of your face.” Zhiro said upon landing and turning to face Tarou again. “You best come at me with all you got!” He remarked with a bit of a smirk on his face.