The girl adjusted the blue belt on her waist. “Look. I am a blue belt. How could a blue belt possibly be sparring with you guys? I'm just a rookie who sneaks over from somewhere else to watch you guys' matches!”
“Did you just say s-she was looking at me in the exact same way? Just like how I'm looking at her right now?” Jory hesitated. Why am I feeling so embarrassed? It's only a simple question. It's not like I can't deal with this kind of situation.
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