Honored Guest

"That wasn't very honorable..." She coughed and panted, holding her abs as her hand came up. Gut churning from the cheap shot combo. Rage boiling inside but her knees ached at fighting the buckle from Tatsuya's hit.

"Honor no for American tourist..." He grumbled.

Satoru smirked as he shifted into his own confident stance at seeing the pain on Cheryl's face. "Ore no bun mo nokoshite oke yo!" He teased Tatsuya, not wanting him to hog all the fun.

Sato, still silent, adjusted the collar of his gias he took in the sight, smugly smirking.

"HAAAAAIII!" Tatsuya cried, long and drawn out, as he cocked his fist back. Ready to really show this woman the true meaning of no mercy and Sato-Do Karate!