Private Finished Winning Love by Daylight

Junchi smiled gleefully at the pain the girl was in, even as one of her swings connected with his cheek and make him stumble backwards dizzy. Junchi hesitated on what to do next. An opponent who fought randomly was difficult to predict.

The girl clearly had no idea what she was doing right now, but she was also too dangerous to be close to. As Junchi distanced himself while his opponent recovered, a dozen flowers sprouted from his shoulders and arms. Then, one by one, their petals were plucked off of them by an unseen hand. All together, they aimed for the girl, hardening like bullets and aiming for her legs, intending to bruise and scratch her enough to make her fall.

What? What? That was so unfair! She wasn't that good before. Junchi was so proud of his attack too.

And angry. He was angry that the girl managed to avoid what should have been a great attack to end the power here and now. And he let his anger made him sloppy enough to let her hit him the stomach.

It wasn't bad enough to knock the air out of him, but man did it hurt. Hopefully it hurt his opponent as much, if not worse. He was tough. In a somewhat literal way, it was like punching and very thick and small tree or a small boulder. His heaviness helped keep him from falling too far away as well.

Forcing himself to ignore the pain (and how wobbly he felt), he went to grab the girl's hair, wanting to yank it as hard as possible to scratch her face (and, who knows, maybe pierce an eye) with his horns. Worst comes to worst, maybe he could headbutt her really hard.

Junchi let out a small, "Dammit," as the girl dodged his attack. No, not dodged, more like... whatever it was called when your opponent didn't dodge on purpose! Either way, he wasn't going to give her a point for that.

By now, Junchi had begun to get tired. He had used a lot of his magic already, and the pain was getting to him. He wanted to end this fast. So while his opponent held her hand, he went to grab her leg so he could pull it up and she would fall backward.

"You look pretty hurt. I can't be your sidekick if I knock you out, you know?" Or killed her. It would be difficult to be a magical girl if he was stuck on the islets for murder. All he wanted was for her to be tired enough to surrender.

"Um... sure! I bet it's better like this. It means I'm fit to be your sidekick." Junchi was fortunate he was so good at covering his emotions, though there was a twitch of his eyebrow and a tense look in his body. He wanted to be a winner, and he convinced himself that he was one. After all, the girl was the one who clearly wanted to end the fight.

"Thoooough, I never got your name. I'm Junchi! Oh, wait, I need a hero name too, right? Can I know your secret identity too since you know mine?"

So it was official, they were partners now! He even knew her alter ego. In the same whisper as Himiko's, Junchi said, "My real, real name is Neeri. Junchi's my human name."

After introductions, Junchi suggested they go get something to eat and not-so-subtly advertised his family's café. It was nearby and he knew the entire menu, so it was the obvious choice to him. Not that he cared where they went. As long as it was comfortable and had good food, he was up for it.

"Oh! Before we go, uh... is it okay for you to, um, go somewhere like that?" He gestured to his entire body. She already had two fights in the park, so secrecy probably wasn't too big of a deal, but just walking into a café and ordering a meal as her magical girl persona sounded... well... stupid.