It had been over a month since Sunako had come into his life, and despite her bad mouth and her countless teases & insults, he had made an amazing amount of progress in such a short period of time while under her tenure. It was unreal to him. Just the month before, he was barely able to muster his chakra in any regard and his sparring skills were admittedly, at sub par at best for someone of his age from his clan, but now? After spending countless days just sparring and training under Sunako's watchful eyes, he found himself not only a better fighter or able to muster his chakra in any meaningful way, but as a true shinobi. While It was true he was far from ever being on Sunako's or his eldest sister's level, he could now perform ninjutsu, much to his delight. Currently, his knowledge only extended to two but once he had mastered them with the assistance of his Kishi, they quickly became amongst his most favored of attacks. Being able to fire off a barrage of exceptionally fats bolts of lightning had it's advantages in combat, and being able to spew a powerful yet horrific like mist from his mouth allowed him to not only confuse and blind his opponent but deal damage to them as well, all the while he remained unaffected. It was a truly great start for someone like him, and It was all thanks to his foul mouth bodyguard, which was strange the more he thought about it. In such a short period of time, he found it strange how quickly he had bonded with her, but than again, they had exchanged blows more times than he could ever hope to count, and surprisingly, despite how she treated him, she was always there for him, always over watching him like a mother figure. What was even stranger for him was the fact that she acted more like a mother figure to him than he could anticipated, to the point she was more of a mother to him than his own mother at times, as well as his four step mothers. He couldn't tell If that was a blessing, a curse or something else entirely. Whatever It was, he was eternally grateful, having someone in his life that cared for him on such a level consistently besides of this fiancé and occasionally his eldest sister, whom of which was often too busy performing her duties to the clan & village to see him usually.
Today was no different, but instead of being in the Dojo as per usual, Sunako had decided to take him elsewhere, for fear of destroying the clan's primary training area, on the grounds their training would be far more destructive than It had been in the past. As such, His Kishi took him to the Ooku Training Grounds, a secret training imbued deeply into the nearby woods that was supposedly used only by the mythical sirens had just learned about, as well as their lesser kin. Apparently, along with the regular Kunoichi of his clan and their living arrangements, these training grounds were strictly off limits to all men, regardless of their social status besides that of his father, the Daimyo, but seeing how he was the primary heir and future Daimyo of the Tamashi Clan, a exception would be made for him. That didn't made it any less easier on him, especially after he was forced to travel through the Ooku Village to get here, again, a entire village composing solely of the clan's Kunoichi. If he had been anyone else, there was no doubt in his mind they would have killed him or worse, torture him to reveal why he was there. Regardless on how he felt about that situation, as soon as they arrived, Sunako took her place and he took his. As per usual, as she waited for him to make the first move, stared him down with her iconic, sarcastic grin. It was clear she enjoyed some part of this. Despite that however, that didn't stop him from getting into position and drawing his Wakizashi from his saya that swung on his side. Holding his Wakizashi inverted, he swung around to his back as he crouched towards the ground in what could only be described as a "charging" position and waited until he was mentally prepared.
Today was no different, but instead of being in the Dojo as per usual, Sunako had decided to take him elsewhere, for fear of destroying the clan's primary training area, on the grounds their training would be far more destructive than It had been in the past. As such, His Kishi took him to the Ooku Training Grounds, a secret training imbued deeply into the nearby woods that was supposedly used only by the mythical sirens had just learned about, as well as their lesser kin. Apparently, along with the regular Kunoichi of his clan and their living arrangements, these training grounds were strictly off limits to all men, regardless of their social status besides that of his father, the Daimyo, but seeing how he was the primary heir and future Daimyo of the Tamashi Clan, a exception would be made for him. That didn't made it any less easier on him, especially after he was forced to travel through the Ooku Village to get here, again, a entire village composing solely of the clan's Kunoichi. If he had been anyone else, there was no doubt in his mind they would have killed him or worse, torture him to reveal why he was there. Regardless on how he felt about that situation, as soon as they arrived, Sunako took her place and he took his. As per usual, as she waited for him to make the first move, stared him down with her iconic, sarcastic grin. It was clear she enjoyed some part of this. Despite that however, that didn't stop him from getting into position and drawing his Wakizashi from his saya that swung on his side. Holding his Wakizashi inverted, he swung around to his back as he crouched towards the ground in what could only be described as a "charging" position and waited until he was mentally prepared.