SIMULATION
ABOUT AKIRA

For a whole week, Sandra learned swordsmanship from Akira firsthand. Akira taught the use of laser swords of all types made by the Great Ruler Armament Division Department.

Sandra who has pocketed basic science while training with a robot mentor, did not experience obstacles. His body remained agile, nimble and agile while doing a match with his instructor using a real sword.

"You're afraid of being cut off by my sword, Otka Oskova? Remember, even though your real body will be in the simulator machine, but your robot is in the field. You have to keep positioning yourself like you're on the real field. You have to keep your robot from getting damaged like you're protecting your own life. You gotit?" asserted Akira while taking the horses, ready to attack again.

Sandra nodded steadily. He thought seriously about Akira's words.

That's right Akira said. I can't rely on my robot. I am the controller, said Sandra steadily strengthen her heart.

"Quite daydreaming. Harks!" akira exclaimed loudly as he stepped swiftly while grasping the handle of his sword firmly beside his right chest.

Akira seems so eager to cut down Sandra. The woman felt herself cornered and could only continue to fend off the deadly attack while stepping back.

BRUCK!!

"Well!" his shock as he stumbled by his own steps and fell flat on his back until his sword came off.

"Even if you fall, don't let your sword loose. It's the same, you lose. If that happens against me again, you will feel severe punishment from me, Otka Oskova" Akira said with a cruel face.

Sandra gulps. Akira looks so serious. His innocent face and friendliness seemed to disappear when he was serious in fighting.

"OK," Sandra replied nervously as she took her sword and stood up.

Suddenly, there was the sound of someone clapping as they entered the room. Practically, the heads of Sandra and Akira turned their heads. Matteo arrives accompanied by Spectra and shows a charming smile.

"As a man, I envy you, Commander Akira. You're really great. Coming down from generation to generation, your swordsmanship is indeed beyond doubt. Hopefully, your son will come down your talent," said Matteo praising and Akira bowing respectfully until 90°.

"Don't hesitate to give Otka Oskova heavy training, he likes to be pressured. Hopefully, you'll make it, Otka. We're counting on you" Matteo said with his hands clasped behind his waist and left.

"Hem. You seem to be very familiar with the General, Otka," Akira pressed down as he swung his sword to the side while walking back to Sandra.

Sandra looked awkward and tried to stay calm.

"General is familiar with everyone, Commander Akira. I am not a special person in his life. Come on, again," answered Sandra seriously having prepared with her horses.

"Please," Akira smiled obliquely.

"Heyahh!" sandra shouted loudly as she stepped forward while slashing her sword towards Akira's chest, but the Commander was swiftly able to fend him off.

Sandra attacked so tightly that Akira had no gap to counterattack.

THE TRANGG!!

Sparks of fire appeared as the two laser swords rubbed against each other. Akira and Sandra clash in strength as the two swords push each other to show prowess.

Suddenly, DUAKK!

"Ughhh!" akira groans as Sandra uses her right leg to kick the Commander's left thigh until the Asian man collapses with one leg bent. "You," he grumbled as their swords did not clash with each other anymore.

"Ups, sorry," Sandra grimaced.

"Well! I'm hungry" Akira replied, turning off his laser sword. Sandra was surprised, but she turned off her sword laser.

"Practice me sushi," Akira pinta walked past Sandra and placed his sword against a wall that had a magnet so that it did not need a support to support it.

"OK," Sandra replied following Akira's direction and walked side by side out of the Dojo.

Seen, the two people were like chatting familiarly. Secretly, Spectra observed from a distance the movements of the mentor and students as they exited the training building leading to the Plaza.

"If Eliz knew, surely he would roar" said Matteo annoyed as he chewed biscuits giving princess Zua the remaining 5 pieces in a jar.

Akira and Sandra eat at a restaurant serving Japanese cuisine. This time, Sandra did not mind buying Eliz's future husband. Sandra looked nervous because she had never been this close to Akira.

"So ... How far are your wedding preparations?" ask Sandra to open the conversation while waiting for the dish to be served.

Akira looked alert around. Sandra looked confused and took a glance. But the woman finally understood. Akira is worried that the surveillance cameras are recording their conversation.

"Just wait for an invitation from us" Akira replied as he poured green tea from the ceramic teapot into his cup. Sandra nodded slowly.

Actually, the beautiful woman wanted to ask a lot of things, but she was also afraid that the slip made her identity exposed.

Sandra looked at Akira fixedly and realized that the athletic man had a tattoo on the other wrist that was not printed barcode.

"Sorry, Commander. That's ... what tattoo?" sandra asked, pointing because it looked like an animal.

"Mm. .. if I don't hear wrong, General Matteo said of ... generation of your people. If you can tell, what does that mean? Looks like there's an interesting story from your family's generation, Commander. That's also .. if you don't mind," Sandra said in full questioning.

Before long, sushi orders came along with other dishes Sandra ordered. The beautiful woman was like waiting for the Commander to tell her ancestral story. Akira breathed a long breath.

"Konon said, my ancestor was a Ryujin worshiper. Do you know the story of the Water Dragon God who lived in the sea and came from Japan?" Sandra shakes.

Akira greedily stuffed a sushi into his mouth and chewed it. Sandra still silently listened with chopsticks in her fingers.

"According to the story told by the elders until the last to my ears, my ancestors protected the dragon by becoming fishermen. One day, Ryujin, the dragon god, is hunted to be killed for stealing a jewel from a human. Then ... Ryujin gives an ability to those who worship him."

"Science of the sword" guessed Sandra and Akira nodded.

"My ancestors who originally used swords only to cut bamboo to make ships and other furniture, turned into swordsmen. They are tasked with protecting Ryujin from anyone who intends to kill him. Well, my ancestors were able to carry out the mandate well and could even develop the swordsmanship into several other great techniques and techniques until the nickname Samurai came into existence in his time" he explained.

Sandra nodded in understanding, but she grew even more curious. While Akira, looks relaxed in explaining while enjoying his sushi in a big mouthful like directly swallowing it.

"Then ... how did your ancestors join the Great Ruler. I mean ... in the geography I studied, the Japanese Islands are outside of the Great Ruler region," asked Sandra still with chopsticks and had not yet fed her mouth.

"Oh. For that ... you should have asked Vice President Lala. He became a historian of the Great Ruler. He learned more about the origins of the people who lived here. He's like ... library in human form?"

Sandra chuckles. Akira's nickname of equating their vice president with a library made Sandra unable to resist her sense of wonder. Suddenly ....

"To Commander Akira. You are expected to meet Vice President Lala at his office at exactly 2 p.m. This warning will continue until you arrive at the location. Thank you" Eco said, surprising the two people.

"Dam. Agh, the base of the fighting surveillance camera," Akira grumbled, staring intently at the surveillance camera at the end of the room that was shooting towards them.

Sandra could only grimace and be silent, not daring to comment for fear of being summoned. Akira immediately finished his meal.

"You pay. I go first, hempf," he complained with a sour face as he left Sandra alone at the Japanese restaurant.

Sandra held a smile because she did not expect that their speech and gestures would be monitored by surveillance cameras.

Sandra was curious. He wanted to go to the Library to find out, but he could not get out of the place until he was declared a graduate as a User and at graduation.

Sandra enjoys her lunch alone without Akira. There were only a few people there who sat down to enjoy the dishes comfortably.

Sandra returned to her room after enjoying lunch. As he was about to enter, Spectra appeared with an empty jar in his hand. Sandra blinked repeatedly as she recognized the jar.

"Hello, Otka Oskova. Said General Matteo, thank you for the delicious biscuits. Instead, he invites you to dinner together. How's it?"

Practically, Sandra's eyes widened. Her memory of the last time for dinner ended up in bed, even though Matteo was turned into Blue.

Sandra looks nervous, but apparently, the same thing happened with the General waiting for Sandra's answer from Spectra's eyes which now has another function as a camera.

"Mm, sorry. It's just, my schedule was tight until the end of February. Please send my apology to the General, Spectra. No need to replace it with dinner or anything. Let's just say, it's a gift because General Matteo has been willing to be my mentor all this time" Sandra replied with a smile as she took the jar from Spectra's grasp.

"good. See you," replied Spectra kindly and left immediately.

Sandra took a deep breath. He went into the room carrying the empty jar. On the other hand, there was a sad face from Matteo because his invitation was rejected.

"Master," call Spectra who has returned and now comes to Matteo who is sitting on his bed looking moody.

"I've heard, Spectra," he answered listlessly.

PIPS!

"Good day, General Matteo Corza. The incoming message came from three of your women waiting for a reply for a dinner solicitation. Do you want to reply to him or do I delete the message?" ask Eco.

Matteo was silent for a moment. "return. Tell me if Matteo Corza is busy until March" he replied with a flat face.

"good. A message will be sent soon," Eco replied kindly.

Spectra looked at her master intently who was now ruffling her hair no matter what she thought, but Matteo revealed it.

"I must be crazy, Spectra. I ignored those three beautiful and sexy women because of Otka? Should I go to the hospital again? I don't think .. My medicine fits. I must have had a concussion or something, but it was not detected by a robot doctor" he said seriously.

Spectra was silent and did not answer. Matteo, who was upset with himself, went back to sleep. Spectra returned to her place in the frame of the painting as Matteo fell asleep.

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