Origami silently studied the determination in Yuzuru's eyes for a long moment. Perhaps she saw a little of herself there.
A few seconds later, Origami sighed and let it go.
"If you're that determined, I suppose I can make an exception and take you on as a disciple in name."
"Delight. Thank you for accepting me, Master!"
Yuzuru raised her head, a faint smile touching her lips.
Origami merely clasped her hands behind her back and spoke with an air of serene detachment.
"The path of training is long. Can you stick with it?"
"Determination. No matter what difficulties arise, Yuzuru will see it through to the end."
"I hope you keep your word."
Origami gave a slight nod, and Yuzuru asked another question.
"Inquiry. May I ask your name, Master?"
"Origami Tobiichi."
Origami's answer was brief.
"Repetition. Origami Tobiichi..."
Yuzuru lowered her head and repeated Origami's name several times before looking up again.
"Understood. From now on, Yuzuru will call you Master Origami...!"
"Whatever makes you happy."
Origami had no objection to the title Yuzuru had given her.
Lingmeng, who had been watching from the sidelines the whole time, felt differently.
She shot her right hand over her head and blurted out her complaint.
"This is just a harem anime! How did you two turn it into a battle anime!?
"And 'Master Origami'? More like 'Master Origa-meh'!"
Lingmeng had said exactly what was on her mind.
After all, there was far too much to complain about in what had just happened.
Wasn't that moving a little fast? She became her disciple in less than a few hundred words!?
Despite Lingmeng's vehement complaints, Origami and Yuzuru didn't seem to take in a word.
Origami sat down cross-legged, and Yuzuru did the same.
The two sat facing each other.
Then Origami