Details of the contest are here.
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Hidden in the valley’s dip, Hinata watched as the men exchanged sharp, strategic blows. She’d been brought up in the academy but was forbidden from participating in what was so exoteric for men.
A polished pole halved her vision and she almost stumbled backwards but a pair of legs kept her upright.
Legs behind and beam ahead, Hinata was imprisoned.
“Isamu?” she asked.
“Please don’t - "
He handed her the pole then stepped down, facing her serenely.
“Before training, it’s customary to bow.”
Hinata stilled, and then an understanding smile touched her face.
“You’ll train me, Isamu?”