Rise, and rise again

Kotori grunted a bit from his dad’s shoulder in his neck but this time it was his turn.  Pivoting had been all it took for dad to go forward and land on the line.  A smug smirk spread on Kotori’s face and sure, that was the third but it also wasn’t what Kotori had wanted.

“Well, that’s one.  Thanks for the promotion.”  Kotori walked about to get the opposite side of his dad, squaring off again, “but I’m not done.  C’mon dad, time to get up.  We got another three rounds to go.” Asking if they could do another three rounds could have dad shut him down, probably with one of those classic laughs about it.  Now Kotori was throwing down the next rounds as a challenge and surely dad wasn’t going to turn away a challenge.

“Unless that shoulder’s bothering you too much?” Kotori knew his dad wasn’t a weakling, it was a taunt clear as day.  “I’m not done till you give me that general rank.  Hope you can hold out.”  

"Kotori Fatalis"