Yuzuki had this adorable quirk—whenever her name came up, she’d perk up and get flustered.

In the brief moment she hesitated, Choi Shia, Ping Tao, and I swatted away the falling feathers.

“Tch, showing off when you can’t even block properly? Typical Japanese.”
“What does nationality have to do with this?”

Kotone shot Ping Tao a glare that was sharp enough to kill, then regained her composure, directing her swords to intercept the remaining feathers.

As the blades danced and cleared the sky, Ping Tao seized her moment.

“HYAAAAAH!”

BOOM!

With a fierce war cry, she leaped into the …