The 100 Operators Who Really, Really, Really, Really, Really love you

Chapter 10

"No. A light sword is better for thee at the moment."

"But..."

"No... Fine, I'll get both a claymore and a light sword."

She sighs while grumbling before heading off to the other side of the hall to get the training weapons inside of the storage room.

He lightly pumps his fist, careful not to let Atalanta see it lest he becomes a shish kebab. He drops the gesture and looks around, seeing that the place only has a large open field, gray walls that look like it could withstand multiple explosions at the same time and a rooftop with a line stretching from the north to the south end.

"Hmm... Maybe I can ask Ata to show me her ultimate here." Ashura mutters before touching his horns that are only barely visible now due to his hair growing longer, "Sarkaz or a hybrid? Why couldn't you have told them your race? Stupid Doctor, or is it me? Since he and I are almost identical, I curse myself, I think?" He puts his hand to his chin to stroke it.

"Eep!"

Ashura glances back to see a female Feline with dull violet hair and cat ears getting up from having fallen on her butt. She brushes off the dust from her lower part of dress while looking downwards with reddened cheeks.

"Hi?" He awkwardly says while raising his hand to wave a bit at her, prompting her to lift her head to him.

Pink meets Cyan and Ashura sighs as he feels the familiar pain, but he manages to keep his mouth shut while the other person lets out pitiful cries as she presses her hands to her head.

Moments later, another person enters the hall, "Melantha? Are you her-" She stops before rushing over to the Feline.

"Melantha?! What's wrong? Why are you-" She turns to look at Ashura with a glare, "YOU! What did you do to Melantha?!"

Before she could do anything else, Melantha puts her hand on the light blonde with purple tips Perro's shoulder to stop her, "Cardigan, I am alright now." She softly says.

Cardigan's light purple eyes peer deeply into Melantha's pink to search for any deceit, yet she finds none, so she drops her stance to hug Melantha, "Thank goodness! I thought you were being harassed by Doctor since I saw you holding your head while making those noises, maybe we should head back-"

"N-no need... I... I am really fine now..." Melantha stops before muttering, "We... We came here to practice, so... So, better do it fast before... We need to go back."

"...If you are sure... But, I will take you to the M.D if I feel like you need it." Cardigan adamantly says which prompts Melantha to nod.

As the two of them converse, Atalanta arrives next to Ashura while carrying the weapons.

"Looks like thou art close to the 10th mark."

"Would you please stop making it sound like my life's a game to you?"

"Nope. Here, sword first."

"...Claymore later?"

Atalanta sighs while rolling her eyes before nodding, making him smile like a little kid having fun. She hands over the sword while dropping the claymore on to the ground further away from them.

"Now, swing a few times." Atalanta orders while tugging on her bow string.

He nods, then clumsily swings his sword in the air while moving around. He accidentally trips himself while trying to perform a spin slash and falls to the ground with Atalanta's mouth twitching as she watches.

"Maybe thou art better off focusing on footwork for now. Watch how I move and try to replicate it."

As Atalanta helps Ashura; Melantha gazes at them while moving to the opposite end of the hall with Cardigan trailing behind her.