We arrive at a building that looks like a dojo and my face lit up. I didn't know there was a dojo so close to the school.
“Is it a dojo?” I ask him excitedly and he chuckles at my enthusiasm.
“Almost, we just call it a club. We usually organise amateur fights here and other times people just come here to train or fight to drain the tension. My friend is the owner, so this is our regular hangout place.” He says with a sincere smile.
“That’s cool, I used to fight too.” I tell him and his eyes widened.
“Really?” He asks and I nod my head with a smile. “If you want we can sign you up for the next amateur female fight.” He says. Of course, people like to watch when women fight more than when men do.
“Really? That would be awesome, but I don’t know if I am good enough for that.” I tell him.
