"Don't be angry, brother-in-law~"
She smiled with a mischievous, cunning charm. "I was only helping you train! It'd be terrible if you were deceived by wicked women in the Jianghu pretending to be weak and fragile in the future!"
"You certainly worry a lot on your sister's behalf."
Yino rubbed his neck and cracked his knuckles with a serious intent to fight.
Before he could move, she threw her hands up and crossed her arms to shield her face, looking thoroughly alarmed.
"I admit defeat! I admit defeat! No more fighting!"
"...!"
Just as he prepared to reclaim his dignity, the sudden forfeit left him unsatisfied and frustrated.
Yino stared in disbelief.
She kept her face covered, looking like the delicate, innocent girl whose wrist he had held earlier.
Under such circumstances, delivering a strike was impossible.
"In this round, He Yino wins!"
The presiding Elder announced the result of the match, but Yino felt no joy.
