expectations

Grabbing ahold of the scruff of his opponents neck, Hattori gave it a firm tug. Driving his point home, he gripped it for a moment longer before he let go. As expected, Hattori bested Usagi. In his defence he was no slouch, naturally talented in his own way but it wasn’t enough to seize victory as his own.

Stepping back, Hattori exhaled slowly. It had been a pleasant warm up and Hattori had seen all he needed, knew how to continue shaping his subordinate to better himself.

"Well done. Your fighting style works for you, but I would aim to be more precise. Be intent on where you intend to hit. How do you feel you did?"

It was an important line of thought to follow. To know his feelings and let them ruminate.