Sazanoko bit her rosy lower lip at the sight.
——In that case...
Sazanoko's beautiful eyes lifted as she glanced at the porcelain bowl on Aoto's forehead.
A voice echoed repeatedly in Sazanoko's mind at this moment:
If... we could shatter Mr. Tachibana's porcelain bowl... then our Little Chiba Sword Dojo would win!
Sazanoko constantly used her peripheral vision to observe the porcelain bowl on Aoto's forehead, and her gaze gradually became sharp.
Whoosh! The bamboo sword whooshed as Chokata's attack once again forced Sazanoko to retreat half a step.
Taking advantage of the moment when Sazanoko stepped back and retreated again, Aoto swiftly lifted the blade high, advancing from above towards Sazanoko, striking at the porcelain bowl on Sazanoko's forehead.
In that fleeting moment, Sazanoko clenched her teeth tightly, then raised the small tachi in her hand.
