After sneaking a few glances at Aoto, Mukiwa finally seemed to gather her courage, took a deep breath, and spoke:
"Mr. Tachibana."
Aoto: "Hmm?"
"I've already heard." Mukiwa tilted her head up slightly, smiling at Aoto, "You won the championship at the Swordsmanship Competition the day before yesterday! Congratulations!"
"Ah, thank you." Aoto quickly replied with a modest smile.
"Mr. Tachibana, you're amazing! I heard that many skilled fighters participated in this competition, and you managed to come out on top among them." At this point, Mukiwa's beautiful brows showed a hint of regret, "It's such a shame... I wish I could have seen the competition myself..."
Aoto raised an eyebrow: "Hmm? Did Boss Kiryu not allow you to watch the competition?"
