Amaterasu, Silver Heart Dojo.
Inside the top floor’s office.
“We cannot trust him.” Leprechaun said firmly. “He suddenly grew a heart and wants to help us? We can’t forget that he is the reason we are in this mess to begin with.”
Alice sat behind the desk, looking at the core members of Silver Heart, which included Teddy, Layla, Leprechaun, and Caveman.
“What about you?” Alice turned to the others beside Leprechaun, wanting to hear their opinions.
“I think we should gamble!” Caveman said firmly. “Let’s join hands with this Ambrose!”
Leprechaun scoffed with a disapproving look. He knew that Caveman said that because he didn’t want to agree with him.
‘Childish!’ Leprechaun thought angrily.
“I agree with Caveman,” Layla said with a soft voice. “What will Ambrose gain from lying to us?”
“Mm, I agree as well.” Teddy said with a stoic voice.
“You fools!” Leprechaun laughed angrily. “Don’t come crying then. I am done!”
He stood up, ripped the sigil of the silver heart from his shoulder, and slammed it down on the desk.
“I quit!” He screamed.
“Leprechaun!” Teddy narrowed his eyes angrily. “This is what we do. We make the decisions together, and now that you didn’t get your wish through, you’ll quit?”
“Exactly!” Leprechaun screamed and looked at the silent silver-haired woman. “I can’t stand weak leadership. I’ll be able to easily find a powerful dojo with my expertise!”
“Then go.” Alice said gently and leaned back against the chair. “Thank you for all the help so far.”
“Hmph.” Leprechaun flicked his sleeves and stormed out of the room, the door slamming shut.
Caveman sneered inwardly, but even he was surprised by Leprechaun’s sudden departure. Even though he didn’t like him, he had to admit that he was useful.
“The decision is therefore made.” Alice said and commanded. “Tomorrow, start packing. I’ll send a message to Jes… Ambrose, and he will get us a dojo.”
…
A splendid dojo stood proudly with a crimson moonlight shining down. It was guarded by ten-meter-tall walls with a proud-looking black metal cage with the sigil of a faraway planet.
A sign saying ‘Saturn Dojo’ hung atop the metal gate.
It was a revered and respected sight.
At this moment, in the backyard of the dojo, a handsome man with blond hair and clean-looking skin sat in front of a small pond with silver-colored fish swimming beneath the surface.
His eyes were closed, deep in meditation, and he had his hands clasped into a prayer.
Prince then slowly opened his eyes and heard the sound of gentle footsteps sounding behind him, coming towards him.
“Boss.” A gentle-sounding young man with rather attractive looks respectfully nodded and said, “Some news came.”
“I am listening.” Prince plucked a small grassblade from the ground and used it as a miniature sword, cutting through the water.
“It looks like the Reverse Tiger Blade dojo has been taken over.” The young man said, “We do not know by whom, but it looks like they are named Immortal Dojo.”
“Immortal Dojo?” Prince perked up his ears and smiled. “How arrogant, don’t you think?”
“Yes, boss.” The young man chuckled. “What should we do with them?”
Prince flicked the grassblade away and stood up while patting his trousers. “We do not know anything about them. Reverse Tiger Blade wasn’t a strong dojo by any means, but they still managed to keep their territory in a chokehold.
“I expected Rach and his dojo to take over the territory first, but someone managed to do it first.
“Send a scout to catch a glimpse of the new master. Maybe we will recognize him or her; who knows, it could be a lady as well.”
“Yes, boss.” The young man nodded and left to deliver a message to the scout.
Prince folded his arms against his chest and watched the reflections of the moon on the small pond. He had always been fond of space and its wonders.
At that moment, a slender arm moved over his shoulder, caressing his chest.
“Prince, why are you up so late~” A woman’s seductive voice sounded, and then she placed her head on his shoulder, looking at his side profile with a smile.
She was rather attractive-looking, with sun-kissed skin, as if she had spent plenty of time on the beach, and chocolate-brown hair.
Her curves, especially her chest and buttocks, were overly prominent, as if she had put some padding on them.
“Skye.” Prince glanced at her beautiful face and said, “You’re too close.”
“Am I?” Skye giggled and showed her pearly white teeth. “Do you hate it?”
“I do.” Prince grabbed her gently by the head and pushed her slightly away. “Personal space is a thing.”
“Hmph.” Skye pouted and crossed her arms against her chest, making her breasts jiggle. “My bed felt cold. Want to give me some company?”
“It’s a chilly night.” Prince looked towards the night sky and said, “If you are cold, log off and sleep in your warm bed instead.”
“You know that’s not what I meant~” Skye winked with a seductive look and traced her finger across Prince’s back. “You can warm me up instead.”
“I am not a blanket.” Prince grabbed her by the wrist, stopped her from touching him anymore, and said. “I am not interested.”
“Hmph…” Skye crossed her arms and asked with frustration in her tone. “I heard from others that you have spent plenty of time in the Whispering Pages.
“I heard the store owner there is exceptionally beautiful. Is that your type, huh?”
“My type is women who don’t try to sleep with me every available moment.” Prince said with a clear tone and turned back to the pond. “You may leave, Skye. I want to be alone.”
Skye flicked her head around, making her hair flow around her, and then she turned around to leave.
‘Hmph, I wonder what kind of woman she is then.’ Skye narrowed her eyes. ‘Whispering Pages, wasn’t it? Might as well visit it, hmph.’
…
As the next morning dawned, a bright sun shone across the bustling city of Amaterasu.
The doors of the stores slammed open, and the storekeepers flicked the signs over, turning from ‘Closed’ to ‘Open.’
In Immortal Dojo, Ambrose sat down on the porch, overlooking the backyard, where the students of his dojo were again training in quick-drawing.
‘I suppose I need to start teaching them dual wielding.’ Ambrose thought with a smirk. ‘My students won’t fight with merely one sword. This ain’t what my style is about.’
“Good morning, master.” Ken walked through the open sliding doors with a backpack filled with training swords on his back.
“Oh, Ken. There was something I wanted to ask.” Ambrose waved his hand, motioning for Ken to sit down next to him.
Ken nodded curiously and got seated beside him while putting the backpack down on the floor beside him.
“Are there any dojos who don’t like to pay the taxes to stay in my territory?” Ambrose questioned.
Ken turned thoughtful, but then he remembered one dojo especially.
“Yes, there is one!”
“Who?” Ambrose asked.
“Rach’s Dojo.” Ken said. “They are players, and since the first time, they have always tried to avoid paying us. Now, they have become more rebellious and might challenge us soon.”
“Ahahahaha.”
At that moment, Ambrose laughed, as this was way too good to be true.
“M-master?” Ken asked, curious why their new master was laughing after hearing that.
“Ah, it’s nothing.” Ambrose smiled. “Today, we’ll visit them.”
“They have already paid this month’s tax.” Ken said.
“That’s not why we are going there.” Ambrose crossed his legs and said, “We will go there to destroy them.”
Ken’s eyes widened in shock.