Chapter 11 Tenth Birthday
Five years have been so long... It's was so hard to keep up with the regular beating of love I was given through my father's 'training', but at least I was able to sharpen my sword skills and improve my Aura because of it.
It's too bad that I could only bring out a sort of 'Soft' Style using the skills I currently have. Meaning I was mostly parry rather than using the strength of my body to contend with him
The personal style of swordsmanship I created over time leaned more towards redirecting incoming force and using ones surroundings rather than directly fighting in close-combat.
My father probably thinks that defending against him using the my make-shift Aura Techniques was easy due to the poker face I had on. I don't know how he's unable to figure out that
