Yoshiro remained sitting calmly and pushed the next potato chip into his mouth. He chewed it with relish and swallowed. Then he reached into the bag. All the while he kept eye contact with the blue-haired.
"Did you understand me?"
"Yes."
"Then why don't you do something?"
"Because that's another one of your childish, crazy ideas." Another chip wandered into his mouth and was crushed by his teeth.
"I'm serious, uncle!"
"I'm going to ignore you." Yoshiro continued eating and stared at the girl defiantly. She was not sure of what he was up to.
"I will attack you now." The Oni kept eating unimpressed. "HA!" Yuna struck with her Wakizashi for him, but he was already gone. Behind her rustled the bag of chips and she heard chewing sounds. The girl twirled around and recognized her "uncle" sitting on the sofa, calmly chewing. "Fight me!"
Smacking chewing. Yuna snorted. She ran up to him, but before she came near him, he disappeared again. The girl looked around quickly and saw him again at the table, where he was drinking from a can of Cola.
Again she wanted to attack him, but he teleported to safety. The crumpled tin hit her from behind on the back of her head. The blue-haired spun around and lifted the Wakizashi before her.
Yoshiro stood three meters away from her and went on eating. In his eyes was a challenging invitation. Yuna put the Wakizashi away, went to the table, reached into her satchel and pulled out the gun. Immediately she pointed the gun at the Oni. He continued eating.
She pulled the trigger, but it pinched. She examined the weapon, but did not know what was wrong.
"You have to remove the safety first." Yuna looked at him. "The small lever on the side. You have to turn it."
She recognized the switch and flipped it. Again, she pointed the gun at her "uncle". He kept eating. "I'll shoot!"
"I doubt that."
She pulled the trigger, but the gun only clicked. "What now?!"
"You need to insert a magazine."
Yuna growled annoyed and rummaged in her satchel. She pulled out the magazine, which she led awkward into the pistol. The barrel aimed at Yoshiro once more.
"You start to annoy me, Yuna."
"All Oni must die!"
"You don't say."
She pulled the trigger, but again nothing happened. "The stupid thing is broken!"
"You're the stupid thing. An empty magazine is of no use to you at all."
"Stop mocking me!"
"If you stop performing so ridiculous, then I'll think about it." Yoshiro poured the last crumbs from the bag into his mouth. "Now, are you going to behave, or do I have to teach you a lesson?"
"Try it!"
"As you wish."
Suddenly it became dark. Yuna was swirled through the air and landed hard on the concrete floor with her stomach. She was disarmed, got her hands pressed to her back and couldn't move anymore.
She inhaled quickly and noticed a salty taste in her mouth. He would not dare to ... He did! Yoshiro had slipped her the empty potato chip bag over her head and held her prisoner now. She fidgeted, trying to pull away.
"If you really want to fight somebody, please be at least a tiny little bit competent." Yuna hissed and growled in her chips bag. "Did you say something?"
The girl was shaking with anger. She was furious. She would kill him! The weight disappeared from her back. She quickly rolled onto her side and pulled the bag off her head. She pushed herself up and glared at her "uncle" furiously.
"I'm gonna kill you!" She wanted to pull the Wakizashi again, but it was not there.
"Are you looking for this?" He held the short sword at the top between his fingers. "Get it."
Yuna stormed with an angry outcry toward him. Yoshiro rammed the Wakizashi in the tabletop, where it remained stuck.
The girl tried to hit him with her right fist. He dodged her first blow to the side. She took off with her other fist, but he blocked this attack with his forearm. She kicked him, but he grabbed her by the leg and threw her on the ground.
"Can we please stop this nonsense? It's pointless, Yuna." The blue-haired knocked furiously on the floor and jumped up again. "I don't want to hurt you, Yuna."
"You can't hurt me!"
"I don't want to anyway."
"Sucks to be you."
She rushed toward him again. Yoshiro sighed resignedly and struck Yuna's face. Her head bounced back, but her attack was not interrupted. She hit Yoshiro hard in the face and he fell back.
"Okay. The fun is over."
He disappeared in front of her, then her stomach clenched and she noticed a concrete floor, which was fast approaching. With face down, she slammed on the ground. Yuna jumped up and looked around. She was inside of a warehouse.
"Come out!"
"You know ..." She turned in the direction. "... sparring was planned ..." She whirled around. "... for later." Yuna spun again and got a fist in the face.
She staggered, but was back alone. The blue-haired looked around the warehouse angrily and sought her opponent. Where was this coward hiding?
"You're a coward!", she yelled to express her anger.
Yoshiro appeared on a shelf above her. "You know. I think of myself as a teacher. Welcome to the first lesson."