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... rom the club shouted.
There’s no way someone who had never held a sword could have such reflexes and deliver a picture-perfect tsuki like that.
"I figured..."
Taku gave a wry smile.
He didn’t doubt Takashi at all.
The first time they shook hands, he knew the boy had never practiced kendo.
His fingers were smooth, skin delicate as silk, soft to the touch.
They were the hands of someone who’d never suffered the calluses from gripping a sword. ...
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