[h2]Ishimura Hiromi[/h2]

"Ohohoho~"

Hiromi placed a hand over her mouth as she laughed.

"Oh, how adorable, Ushio-chan," she said, smiling as she titled her head to one side. "Very well, let's go."

Her eyes traveled over to a few students who'd gathered nearby. Ah, staring at one of their betters and her maid like that... how rude. It was rather like staring at some sort of royalty? Not in a respectful manner at all, either. She was one of the people who would ensure their victory in this tournament, was she not? So such rudeness was intolerable.

"And we'll eat somewhere these people won't bother us," she added, gesturing to the students. They didn't seem to appreciate that comment at all, but Hiromi ignored the reaction and proceeded outward, beckoning to her maid. If they couldn't deal with it, it was quite simply too bad for them.

"I'm feeling quite partial to some more traditional food, today," Hiromi said.

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[h2]Adachi Ruriko[/h2]

So she'd blocked it. Well, even if it hadn't hit...!

Ruriko was outranged at the moment, which is why, when she wanted to take this into melee range, she had to get in closer. If this angle of attack proved less fruitful, then she would simply adjust Starlight Masamune itself. It could do a lot more then simply cut and fire off blasts of magical energy. And so, she followed the cut through the air, in time to intercept the glowing blade as it swung down. The sound of metal on metal cried out as it struck the side of Ruriko's blade, which skidded along it. Using the momentum of her own charge and slash, she attempted to deflect the swing and counterattack.

An aggressive counterattack could seal a victory quickly. But if the mock battle went longer, Ruriko could adjust.

She was the child of the Adachi family, and that meant she would not fail.