Upon seeing Kazuto’s stance, Suguha blurted out without thinking. Odd was the only way to describe it. His left foot was half a body in front, his waist was lowered, and the shinai in his right hand was held downwards with its tip nearly touching the floor. His left hand seemed as if it was only touching the handle for appearance’s sake. “If a referee was here, he would be absurdly angry at that.” “It’s fine, this is my sword style.” Suguha took a deep breath and readjusted her posture. Kazuto further widened the distance between his feet and lowered his center of mass. Suguha thought about kicking off with enough power to directly land a powerful strike against her opponent. But Kazuto’s weird stance made her unsure of what to do. Although there was an opening, it didn’t feel easy to take advantage of. That stance felt like it was the product of many years of experience— However, that couldn’t be possible. Kazuto only wielded the shinai for two years when he was seven and eight. He only could have learned the basics during that time. As if noticing Suguha’s confusion, Kazuto suddenly began to move. He dashed in at a low angle as if he was gliding and his shinai sprang upwards from his lower right. It was not of a speed to be surprised at, but as it was a sudden attack, Suguha had to move by reflex. And with her right foot opened up, “Kote!!” Suguha swung down at Kazuto’s left forearm. It should have been perfectly timed, but her strike splendidly cut through the air.