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[A while after Hibiki learned more about Kanade... SOMEONE is paying Genjurou a visit.]
EXCUSE ME!
Agh, Hibiki... what's going on?
Genjuou-san... teach me how to fight, please!
You want me to teach you?
Yes! I figured you'd surely know some amazing martial arts or something!
"... Very well. But my training regime is very strict."
[He said yes! He actually said-!]
"Yes! Thank you!!"
"By the way, Hibiki, are you into action movies by any chance?"
"E-eh?"
[1]
[Hibiki's training regimen is easy enough to see evidence of. She's in the gym, dressed up in a yellow jumpsuit and standing in front of an old tv playing a kung fu movie.]
Wu-ta!
[She punches out, in time with the man on the screen! In fact, she's doing her best to try to emulate his every action. Every punch, kick, and-]
NOT MY MATCH!
[-Even kiai.]
[2]
-Piece of cake!
[At the mess hall of Sakihama, she's got more than twice her usual amount of rice AND pudding AND now cake too. Training's given her quite the appetite, and she's already scarfing things down as soon as she finds a seat.]
[3]
[But it's not all just cosplay and battle mimicry. One can see Hibiki out training in the city too, working a heavy boxing bag with Genjurou looking on. Still, her strikes have barely been able to make it budge.]
You're doing it wrong. Your fists ought to fly like hammers smashing the thunder of the bolt that struck you.
I don't understand a word of that... but I'll give it a shot!
[Hibiki's attention shifts back to the punching bag... and with one furious right straight, she sends it flying, the branch it had been hanging from snapping off from the tree as if it were nothing!]
... It worked!
EXCUSE ME!
Agh, Hibiki... what's going on?
Genjuou-san... teach me how to fight, please!
You want me to teach you?
Yes! I figured you'd surely know some amazing martial arts or something!
"... Very well. But my training regime is very strict."
[He said yes! He actually said-!]
"Yes! Thank you!!"
"By the way, Hibiki, are you into action movies by any chance?"
"E-eh?"
[1]
[Hibiki's training regimen is easy enough to see evidence of. She's in the gym, dressed up in a yellow jumpsuit and standing in front of an old tv playing a kung fu movie.]
Wu-ta!
[She punches out, in time with the man on the screen! In fact, she's doing her best to try to emulate his every action. Every punch, kick, and-]
NOT MY MATCH!
[-Even kiai.]
[2]
-Piece of cake!
[At the mess hall of Sakihama, she's got more than twice her usual amount of rice AND pudding AND now cake too. Training's given her quite the appetite, and she's already scarfing things down as soon as she finds a seat.]
[3]
[But it's not all just cosplay and battle mimicry. One can see Hibiki out training in the city too, working a heavy boxing bag with Genjurou looking on. Still, her strikes have barely been able to make it budge.]
You're doing it wrong. Your fists ought to fly like hammers smashing the thunder of the bolt that struck you.
I don't understand a word of that... but I'll give it a shot!
[Hibiki's attention shifts back to the punching bag... and with one furious right straight, she sends it flying, the branch it had been hanging from snapping off from the tree as if it were nothing!]
... It worked!
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