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[yeshou]

[ Wen Kexing looks thoughtfully through the projection cast by the coin, as if he's trying to see the people on the other side of the network. He can't yet, but he's judging anyway. ]

Who is a leader here?

[ That's not very helpful. He considers and tries again. ]

It looks like a lot of the people brought here belong to groups or sects of some kind. Isn't that weird?

Anyway, the most important question is which of you is the strongest?

[ He folds his arms across his chest. ]

We're all from different places, so how can we tell?

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[yeshou]

Tch, if I were a man-eater, would I accept your refusal? You don't invite dangers like that. They do whatever they want.

[He is then king of venom, after all. He would know.]

You're too good-hearted. But I guess that makes sense.

[prophylactic]

[...

........]

Why does that make sense. I'm not.

[yeshou]

If you're a monk living out in the wilderness hunting wild beasts, of course you'd be too kind-hearted.

[Logic! And selective hearing.]

[prophylactic]

[dude!!!]

I'm still definitely not a monk... And I'm from the city.

[yeshou]

So you're a city monk?

[Okay, this time he clearly grins.]

[prophylactic]

[dude!!!]

A city monk?— I'm... a student. Not at a monk school.

[yeshou]

[He's getting information at least. Not that it really makes sense, but he's learning.

Mostly, this guy seems fine.]

What sort of school trains its students with axes? Shouldn't you learn with proper weapons?

[prophylactic]

Well, nobody taught me to use an axe.

[He absolutely, one hundred percent Does Not Use It Correctly, although he's made an effort to learn how to do it right and then just not done that. One-handed wielding for two-handed weapons...]

What's wrong with it? I'm not into swords.

[yeshou]

You belong to a school but it didn't teach you how to use weapons, you have no master, but you have an axe.

What a strange student.

[He kind of likes the sound of this mess.]

[prophylactic]

It's just a regular school... We don't learn to fight at all. That much I had to pick up by myself, on the streets.

[...]

The rest is true, though.

[yeshou]

A school that doesn't teach fighting?

[He actually thinks about this a bit longer. Mostly because he's not Zhou Zishu and still feels uncomfortable about being accepted under him... but on the other hand, Wen Kexing, second student of Qin Huaizhang, is something that has stuck with him.]

Will you show me?

[prophylactic]

What, school stuff? 'Cause I'm still not gonna fight you.

[For a guy who is actually quite handy in a fight and can swing a battle-axe with one hand, he invests absolutely nothing into Strength and Getting Stronger. What kind of monk is that...]

[yeshou]

Why not? I'm not going to kill you.

[He just wants to see cool axe techniques! That's how people survive, right?]

[prophylactic]

You always this pushy? I don't feel like it. I'd have to borrow an axe again, anyway. That's a pain...

[yeshou]

When will you feel like it?

[That's a yes.] We can buy you an axe. They have axes. Or whatever else you use. They make things here, Miss Kotone bought a weapon already!

[prophylactic]

[why is everyone in this town Like This]

What are you, a little kid? Stop begging. Just having an axe doesn't mean I'm going to fight you, anyway.

[yeshou]

[:c]

Why not? It's not like it has to be a special axe if I'm not a lion.

[That is strong logic.]

Did you fight Miss Kotone?

[prophylactic]

Jeez, you are like a little kid.

[So that's another no-because-I-said-no-already, ahem...]

And no, we don't fight each other.

[yeshou]

[This clearly is not the first time or the hundredth time someone has told him that he sounds dumb. He also definitely has zero shame.]

Then how does she know you're a good fighter? She said you're a martial arts master.

[prophylactic]

[He must maintain maturity, be the real grown up teen here, haha nope--]

Some people get to see me fight. Just not you.

[yeshou]

Haah?!

[He gets up abruptly, which isn't exactly visible, but the sound of a table being knocked into and a heavy glass rocking on top comes through as Wen Kexing points at Shinji.]

I'm going to find you! The next time we meet, I'm challenging you, punk!

[prophylactic]

[Hahaha, it was worth it—]

Yeah? Well, I'm gonna say no. I got better things to do than humor more meatheads who only think about fighting.

[yeshou]

[Why does everyone pick on him?! Wen Kexing definitely doesn't understand what is going on.]

You can't say no! You jerk, I'll break your arm if you don't agree to fight me!

[prophylactic]

If you can manage it. [this is just provocation....] I'm definitely not gonna fight you with a broken arm.

[yeshou]

[Well, he doesn't want to be turned down before he actually sees Shinji's skills... Wen Kexing huffs, tapping his fan while he tries to think that through.]

Fine. Then if you're too scared, I can wait. It wouldn't be a real fight if you weren't trying anyway.