"Hold it right there, Battousai the Manslayer!"
I sighed, and turned. How did this person know I was the Battousai? Didn't everyone think I was dead or something? I turned, and found myself face-to-face with a young lady wielding a wooden sword.
A wooden sword against Battousai the Manslayer. It's times like these that I'm glad I stopped killing because, really, even if I hadn't given up the name Battousai, what would be the point of killing a girl armed with nothing more than a wooden sword? It would accomplish nothing.
"Prepare yourself!"
She's attacking me?! She knows I'm the Battousai and she's attacking me with the wooden sword now?!
Some people have no sense at all.
I'm not quite sure what happened after she ran at me, but I regained my senses lying on the ground with a bucket on my head...
At least she didn't hit me.