"Haaahah... aaahha."
Breathing heavily, with sweat running down her body, she stared with her vertical pupils at the practice dummy in front of her.
Even though she'd been hitting it since early this morning, the dummy had only a few small cracks and some scratches.
It wasn't as if she'd only been practicing with it since today; in fact, she'd spent several months using that very same practice dummy.
It was made of an especially durable material, and, in fact, it was considered a major achievement to significantly damage it before graduating from the academy.
Even so, lately that dummy had ceased to represent merely an achievement or the honor of one day managing to destroy it.
It had become a way for her to let off steam.
Momoka had been at the upper limit of her rank for several months, unable to break through that barrier. Day after day of failed attempts had built up an enormous amount of frustration and anger within her.
