The Gwenna Corps Clash: Shuro vs. Rabio (3)

"Isn't that way too dirty? You put a girl in a joint lock, hit her with a rock, go for her eyes, and bite her? That's just wrong!"

Rabio looked at him reproachfully, as if to say that even a fistfight had its unwritten rules.

Shuro understood what Rabio meant, too.

Humans and demons might differ even in appearance, but they shared similar cultures and thought in much the same way.

Moreover, the demons' reverence for strength had something in common with chivalry. Even as enemies, their rules of combat were nearly identical, so they shared a distaste for tactics considered dishonorable. Shuro's actions were bound to invite scorn.

Even so, Shuro had no intention of being ashamed of what he'd done.

"Well, I thought it would be wrong to hold back."

Shuro said it as though it were nothing.

If Shuro could win by fighting fair and square, that would be best. But losing without giving his all would make him a fool. He couldn't afford to be choosy about how he won.

"Hmm. So that's what you're going with?"...