Be ready.(Kenshin watches him closely.)Sanosuke: Battou-jutsu stance. The right hand a little lowered... (thinking) This is a match of speed now.Souji...rou: My only named technique. Shuntensatsu. As the name implies, it kills in an instant. There is no time to feel pain.Kenshin: A series of moves connecting a Shukuchi charge with self-taught battou-jutsu? Most assuredly a Shuntensatsu. But can you do it? With your heart confused as it is now.Soujirou: I see. So you know everything, don't you?. She joined us as a trainer. During the break hours we use to meet in cafeteria and recreation rooms, initially my colleague noticed that she stares at me and so did I notice. For about week’s time we kept staring at each other. There happened a twist she met me one morning, referred me her friend and sent her CV to my mail along with her phone number. I understood that cnt no was added for me, quickly without wasting time I dropped a text to her from my mobile as an acknowledgement for her. Hatred and shame burned inside me as Lucifer pulled his cock out. “Always a pleasure, Lilith,” Lucifer said, pleasantly. Then, like I was his dog, he reached out and stroked my hair before he descended deeper into the Abyss. After my attempts to seduce Mary and turn her against Mark had failed, Lucifer spent several hours fucking me, reveling in my humiliation. Anger boiled inside me. A white-hot rage that needed to be unleashed on someone. On Mark! That disgusting sack of pus! I peered into. As people got simultaneously on and off the train, I couldn't help but sigh at the unintentional grace in my chest when people moved and accommodated around me. My eyes darted up, slightly panicking and checking if anyone had heard me. It was then when I noticed him. I watched him move as he got on the tube. An easy, practiced, automatic movement. He seemed particularly frustrated. Completely engaged in an inner conversation no one else was invited to and yet I found him utterly intriguing..