Katsumi flew across Kenta's right hip and stabbed him. Blood squirts Katsumi's favorite kimono.

Akane flew above Kenta's head and slashed his left shoulder. Blood splashed everywhere.

Kenta fell to the ground. He was hurt, but then, smiled. Kenta started laughing, evilly. Katsumi and Akane stared, confusingly.

He stood up like those wounds were nothing. He looked up at Katsumi and then, Akane. He grinned and attacked. The girls just stood there. They were in their defense stance. Kenta swung his long katana towards Katsumi. She disappeared right in front of his eyes. Then, Kenta ran towards Akane. Akane also disappear right front of his eyes.

Kenta turned around and saw no one. He felt a tap on his shoulder and he looked around.

"Boo," Akane said, slashed his shoulder and down towards his heart.

Kenta's eyes started to water. Katsumi reappeared in front of Kenta, who was now on his knees, panting.

"Who sent you?" Katsumi asked, looking down at Kenta.

"I won't tell you!" he replied, coughing up blood.

"Once, again," Katsumi said, bending over and faced Kenta, "Who sent you?"

Kenta coughed harder and more blood came up. His hands hit the ground and he coughed up more blood. Akane pulled her katana out of him and pointed Kenta's head.

"Who sent you?" Katsumi asked, impatiently harsh.

Kenta placed his hand on his deep wound on the shoulder, where Akane had done. He coughed and answered, weakly, "K-Kur—." He turned silent and fell to the ground. Kenta is now dead.

"I shouldn't have cut him that deep towards his heart," Akane said, staring at Kenta's bloody body.