VOLUME

An American city. It's half past seven in the evening. The sun is setting. Tom and other teenagers are training at the city's most famous wrestling gym. The coach is a Japanese citizen, Yuto-I. Or simply Yuto. Today is Jujutsu. At that moment, a man in a black hoodie entered the gym. He was holding a crutch. His right leg was injured. He greeted the coach, then looked at the other teenagers training. His face was barely visible due to the hood. And suddenly Tom spoke: Wow? New guy. Late, and you also have I have a leg injury. How do you plan to train? At that moment, the man removed his hood. It was an Asian woman. Her skin was clear, without scars or blemishes, no swelling or symmetry. And she was Japanese. In other words, she was a multiple jujutsu champion. She had a black belt. Several of her trophies, medals, and photographs hung in the gym. She was the coach's pride. A month ago, she broke her leg. Today, having recovered somewhat, she came to see the other students and find out how the coach was doing. T: Naomi Bell... N: Practice. I want to watch. The remaining students began training. Naomi watched them while Yuto showed them what to do and how to do it.

Talk, don't flirt