Part 915: Kjelle A

I hope you're ready, Kjelle!

Today's the day. I can feel it!

What, again? How many times does this make?

To be honest, I've lost track. ...Ten? A dozen, maybe?

I stopped counting at thirty.

A normal person would have given up by now.

Aw, thanks, Kjelle!

That wasn't a compliment! Why are you still here? What motivation could possibly drive you this far? It's truly baffling. And a little scary.

I want to go out with you! That's all. I think it'd be fun. I know I'd have fun and I want you to have fun, too.

Maybe you'd even smile once in a while.

...That's it?

Isn't that what I said from the beginning? What other reason would there be?

Avenging your pride? Honing your skills? Dementia?! There must be SOMETHING! No one would suffer this many thrashings for a date!

Um... I don't know what else to say. I guess a date with you is worth a few bruises.

Besides, you always have a huge grin on your face when we're fighting. So it's kind of like we're on a date already! ...Except for the beatings.

Ugh. Forget I asked.

Already forgotten! Now let's get down to business.

...En garde!

You're on, lover boy.