Hikaru shrugged. "Yeah, sure. Tournament sounds nice" Her knuckles popped a little and then she went to bend herself.
In fact, she bend in ways most "ordinary" city girls couldn't. Then she picked up a Shinai and swung it around warming up her arms and then, wearing all her armour, the Bougu, she jumped around a bit to warm up her leg muscles, too.
"I'm pretty sure, I'm not going to lose. So, yeah. I'll be dedicated here, however, I'm gonna visit the musics club, too. Maybe even more, depending on the match schedule."
For something that was forced upon her by her parents, she actually liked this sport rather well.
"You know, I have to be good and get good. My father wants me to inherit his dojo, someday." Hikaru shrugged again almost emotionless as if she really didn't care much for the person she called "father".
And one would be totally right with that assumption. She didn't care one bit about her father, her mother maybe and her brothers mostly, but concerning the rest of the family, she had no real good words for them left.
"Alright, now, Hiryuu, get that plan up, so I can beat the shit out of somebody..." Hikaru struck out her tongue to show that her choice of words was mostly joking.