Ren leaned back against the pillows, a small smile tugging at his bruised lips. "Though that first hit... Klein's face when he went down... no one's going to forget that anytime soon."
Min laughed softly, letting his shoulders relax. "Especially after all that speech about crushing victories and great differences?"
"Exactly," Ren nodded. "And in the final battle of the semester..." his mushrooms pulsed stronger, their light carrying a promise, "we'll have our rematch."
"You're right... and it was pretty satisfying seeing his expression at the end," Min sat down, his fingers finally releasing their anxious grip on his tunic. "Ren... do you think you could...?" he stopped, biting his lips.
"Yes?"
"Could you teach me the correct cultivation for my snake?" the words tumbled out in a rush. "I know I should have accepted the offer before, I'm sorry, it's just that..."
"Just bring me a fruit drink as an apology," Ren interrupted with a smile. "I'm quite thirsty."
