Later that week, Koji was in his battle suit at the martial arts club dojo. His sword was sheathed to his back. Throughout the week, some girls banded together to confront him even though he had already apologized. Whitney Slayer, and Samusagi as well as a group of other girls came walking into the dojo. Koji had his back turned as he was working on the Battle Bot. He stood up but kept his back turned to them
“Have you come to punish me?” he said.
“What you did was lecherous, something a pervert would do, desu,” said Samusagi.
“I have already apologized…and indeed I AM sorry. What I did was regrettable, a mistake I hope to never make again. But the lights went out, I couldn’t see where I was going. It was an accident,” he replied, sounding almost frustrated.
“This discussion isn’t over,” said Whitney.
“Indeed…a man once said ‘if you see a swordsman draw your sword, do not recite poetry to those who are not poets’,” Koji then turned to face them, drawing his sword.
“Come, let us speak with our blades instead. Give it your all, as I will do the same!” he said with determination. He stood there, sword in hand with a different look in his eyes. The nervous Koji was somehow replaced with a determined Koji. There was a fire in his eyes.
“Very well, desu,” said Samusagi as she brandished her sword bow as two curved swords. Koji bowed before taking a fighting stance.
“I wish you luck,” he said. The two made a fighting stance there was a few seconds of tension before they both broke it with a charge at the other. Their weapons clashed before Samusagi went for two simultaneous slashes, the blades starting together before separating outwards. Koji jumped over her, turning himself in the air. He landed and made a slash at her legs in one motion. She saw his maneuver and somersaulted forward, dodging his slash. She turned to face him again as they took a stance once more. Koji held his sword to his side the blade pointed behind him. When they charged again, Samusagi went to slash downwards with her arms above her head. Koji stopped her arms with his gauntlet, and used his other hand to thrust the pommel of his sword into her stomach.
The bludgeoning strike forced the air out of her and she went down to one knee. Koji waited for her next move. When Samusagi recovered she said, “If that’s how you want it…” She made multiple quick slashes and thrusts, faster than Koji could parry. He received cuts across his body as he desperately tried to counterstrike. He then exploded with shadow energy forcing her away. She waited for him to react when the black energy dissipated. When it did, he looked tired and was breathing heavily. The cuts on him weren’t deep but they were enough to cause bleeding. He gave out a battle cry as he charged again. He went for an overhand strike with his sword. Samusagi blocked it with both her weapons before forcing it off and away. She then went to thrust with both weapons simultaneously but he parried it.
He went for a stab with his sword but Samusagi simply sidestepped to the left only for Koji to front kick her in the chest. They were both exhausted.
“I hear the words your swords speak and I understand your intentions. I am sorry for what happened…I will not harm you further. I will not run from this embarrassment anymore,” Koji said before sheathing his sword and taking a knee, bowing his head. “What justice will I be brought to?”
Samusagi walked up to him and said, “I think I finally understand, Koji. But…” She then cast a spell on him that altered his appearance. His face became fairer and thinner, his shoulders became less wide and there other changes made to him that felt a little uncomfortable. He stood and looked in a mirror standing against the dojo wall. He saw a girl wearing his battle suit. He was confused but then he noticed the girl copied his movements. He then realized, he was now a girl.
“You didn’t think you’d get out of this THAT easily,” laughed Samusagi.
“Well…as long as you’re not mad. Friends?” said Koji with a feminine voice.
“Friends, desu,” smiled Samusagi.
“So…how long will I be a girl?” asked Koji, looking to the mirror again.
“Just a week,” she replied.
“Maybe you’ll learn your lesson.” So the mighty Koji was defeated but not by brawn but by brains.