She with her karate hand and I’m with my pencak silat, plus a cutter. It’s just her hand though, her stance is none of any martial-arts. So, I bet she just mimic shuto uchi just to dictate her mind that her hand is a cutter.

I’m not a master and not an apprentice. I’ve only learned it from the movie and further from the online video training. It’s really, really, really entertained me how its movement were invented to break and to break. Minimum risk, to gain a title of killer. Yes, because I’ve only learned to break, and to break, their joints.

That’s why, for now I’m a bit lack of sight how to use this cutter. Seeing her stance was made me hesitant. She could control wind. Only wind, and how if I accidentally wounded her so badly?

Our distance was as long as a bicycle and a half. Wait, what am I not using the metric system? It’s around 3 meters. Need at least 4 wide steps for me to reach her.

"Give us command Mr. Dika?"

"…Ok. GO!"

"What?"

I rushed toward her while she lost her focus due to the sudden command Mr. Dika gave. ‘What a man am I, to assault a girl in her lost focus?’ my pride asked that to my brain. But unfortunately, I’ve became more of intellect after Jhenn tramples the pride of mine so badly these last days.

I hate this version of me and yet also like it for some reason I can’t state.

And my decision was right. Even if she lost her focus for a brief, she could evade my attack at my last step to her. She takes a side step and used her wind to blow away my cutter strike that aimed to her face.

"What?"

"Don’t lose focus sis."

Why that shocked? It’s true that I aimed her face, but I know when to stop my hands. I just want to know her response speed, what reflex, and what kind of wind control she wound do at that moment.

But now. How should I say this? I have a special name for her. ‘Blower’. Yes, this woman is indeed a blower. Wait. Now that I think something important worth of billion dollars of investment.

Do pairing high-human that could control wind with other that’s able with water could make them called ‘High-Air Conditioner’? High-AC? Does it also need a high-human that could control temperature?

"Pfttt…"

"What so funny, Rega?"

"Ah, no sis, I just getting a bit too excited from this."

Our distance is only 2 steps of mine. Nah, I won’t convert that to metric system. A step is a step, and a burger is a burger.

I rushed toward her, again. She evades, again. The way she controls wind is increasing her maneuver. She’s not stepping this time, but sliding. There is a gap between her shoes and the ground when she moves. The dirt in the ground was blown in the opposite direction to her movement.

"Sis, you’re not attacking?"

"You wish for it?"

"Yes, but don’t be too harsh."

She charged, with her sharp hand.

*whushhh

"Wha…"

I take a sudden step back then arrange my stance again while guarding my face with my left hand.

She didn’t use it neither to thrust nor to slice. She uses it to slap. She swings her hand from bottom to blow the dirt with her wind.

Now she suspends her attack.

"Rega, this is the way you should uses grace. With intellect, not a mere careless attack."

"Hehhhh…intellect huh?"

"You mock me?"

She seems angry to me even I didn’t mean to mock her. Instead, isn’t she the one who mocks me? As if I won’t use it with intellect. I just don’t have it. I don’t have the grace.

"No sis. I didn’t mean that. I just happen to learn something from it."

"Huh, learned what?"

*Clangg

"Why throwing away your weapon? Finished already?"

"Nope. Keep your guard up sis."

"Why?"

I rushed toward her, again by stooping my top. She evades backward with her wind spring again. But I predicted it. My initial aim was her feet. I succeed to grab her left ankle and pull it toward me by lift it from its initial heigh to my waist.

She lost her balance and was going to fall on her back, but her wind won’t let it. She spins her upper body left so that her hand step on the ground.

She uses her wind to let go her ankle from my grabs by blowing it around her ankle. The wind was like formed as spring. It flows spirally around her ankle, from her soles of feet to her lower leg. I released it, but also push her soles of feet so she would off balance again. I won’t try to grip it since she would immediately do the wind spring again.

While she still lost her balance, I grabbed her left knee and lift it. I won’t make her stand on her feet. She has a grace, able to control it well, and an intellect woman. My only superiority is only her lack fighting technique.

Make her hand stand was my only choice to make her only focused on using her wind around her leg.

If it were me, I would leap on my hand, spin my upper to the left and use my free right leg to kick my opponent neck.

She glares me.

"Tchhh…"

*Whussssss

A strong blow of wind hit me from the front. She uses the dirt again huh?

*Crassss

"Huh…"

The wind changed its behavior. It’s not only blowing anymore but slicing. She decreased the volume and impact area of the wind but in other hand she increased its velocity.

"Thanks, now I won’t hesitant."

"Eh?"

I grab pull her left leg and succeed to grab her right. As I gripped both of it, I lift it as high as possible. She just barely lost her stand on the ground. I put both of her back knee in my right shoulder while also bind it with my right hand.

Then I affixed my left knee on her backbone. I lift her upper body with my left knee so that she would really lose her stand on the ground. As both of her hand hang in the air, I grabbed the right with my left hand. Now that it’s perfect.

She struggling to release my grip by blowing her wind randomly. But it’s a complete bind from me. I pushed my left knee while also pulling her right hand and both of her knees.

In the end I’m not using any specific martial art huh? Just some random bind which adapt to my situation.

"Arrggghhh…ok…ok…give up."

"Hey kid let go of her!"

Mr. Dika who was just sitting in his sofa and being speechless of how I fight her all this time finally take an action. To intervene us.

"Hehehe ok. Sorry sis."

I released her by firstly let go of her hand so she could stand on the ground with that. Then I lowered his back and last I put both of her leg that I carry in my shoulder back to the ground. I’m a gentle man aren’t me?

"Haahhh…haahhh…haahhh…" *gasping

"Damn, my back…"

She rubs her back while fixing her glasses position.

"Sorry sis, did I overdo it?"

"YES!!"

Waaa, scary. She glares toward me.

"How could you do that to a woman like me?"

"But you have grace to control wind."

"Huh, you could defeat me is indeed astounding, even if I’m not serious yet. So, this is what you want to prove?"

"Yes sis."

"What a clever way to avoid her question." *whisper

I just smiled at him for the early conclusion he made.

"Now that you remind me. You didn’t use your grace back then. Or it’s a grace to enhance your body? How can you move like that?"

As I though, maybe she’s on that level already.

"Huhuhu nope sis. That’s just my mere normal fighting technique. Want me to show you my grace?"

"Eh, that’s not it? What’s your grace then?"

"Could you purposely move your black-spot?"

"Wha- someone could do it?"

She stares at Mr. Dika so disappointedly. ‘You’re just a man of muscles, don’t you?’ was displayed on her face. This woman is somehow similar to Jhenn about her intellectuals.

"You know about that huh. Mr. Dika, you should try to exercise that method. It’s useful when you want to deceive some checker. And of course, I could move it."

"Ok then…"

I approached her and grabbed her left shoulder.

"Here. Isn’t it?"

"You trying to find my black-spot huh? But no."

She said it but she couldn’t hide her shocked expression the first time I touched her. Then she just turns her face down and sips her chocolate.

"Is it that really hard to tell your gra-"

"Here’s the 12k points. Ard-Grace."

I grabbed her right hand that she uses to carry her glass of chocolate. A black-spot appeared on that places. Its area was roughly twice of the area of Mr. Dika’s with his 6000 points.

"How could you know where it is? And also calculate my points just before it appeared…"

I let go of my hand form her.

"How about move it again?"

"…"

She won’t talk but the black-spot is moving.

"Your right shoulder, to the left, to the neck, now’s at your forehead."

"Yo- YOU CAN SEE IT??!"

She pounded the table with her hand. Ah the chocolate…

"Now you know how I steal? No need baiter, no need other assistance. Just wait in some quiet place and ambush."

"Damn. So, this is why he invites you huh. No one know who has without checked it, that’s why baiters were needed. And not everyone keeps its guard every time. With that grace and your fighting ability, you could just need to find a perfect timing for someone to be off guard and stole them. What a cheat."

Yup, exactly. But the fact is, it’s not a grace, I didn’t even have a black-box to contain the points. I’ve won…but at what cost?

Just when I peek at Mr. Dika, I saw an excitement expression from him. What? What you’re so excited about? You didn’t intent to employ me and make me K-9 were you?

"German Sh-"

"Nooooo!"

"Mmmmm! Mmmmmm!"

I shut Yolanda’s mouth. As I did that, a disturbing sound came from other mouth I can’t shut.

"Hahahahahahaha German Shepherd hahahahaha"

"Bhah…hahahahahahahahaha"

"Damn…laugh as you please."

As they laugh with all their might, I approached to the sofa where Mr. Dika sits earlier. I sit and joined the laugh.

"Pfttt hahahaha…"

"hahaha why are you also laughing at yourself? Hahahaha what a strange boy…"

Done. The first objective to infiltrate in their inner group is done. I think Jhenn also has finished there.