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”Please teach me how to fight!” Izzy implored, dropping down into a bow.
“Eh?” The sudden request came as a surprise to Isolde.
Izzy looked up at Isolde and explained her reasoning. “I wish to become strong enough to protect those I love.”
Isolde could understand that, of course, but there was another thing she was confused about. "There are far more fitting choices. I have no experience in teaching and my fighting style is unsuitable for you, I really don't think I can do it."
"Then... what about if you weren't the only one teaching me?" Izzy suggested. "If I was also learning from someone else would that be better?"
"Well..."
"I would really like it if I could learn from you! Please!"
Isolde supposed it was fine if she was just helping teach, she could do that. "Alright. I'll help train you but you must have someone else too. And I won't be going easy on you."
Izzy brightened and her eyes sparkled at Isolde's agreement. "Really?! Thank you!"
"Mn, you're welcome but..." Isolde paused and her eyes shifted away. "I really don't understand why you want me so much."
Izzy smiled at her. "It's because I admire you." She answered simply.
Isolde instantly flushed a bright red. "Admire me?!"
"I think you're amazing. I want to become someone like you. Someone with kindness and dedication and-"
"Ahhh! No, no! Stop! This is too much! My heart can't take it!" Isolde exclaimed her hands covering her hot cheeks.
Izzy blinked and her smile turned teasing. "My, you're so flustered. How cute."
"Stop!"