Shiro steps up to the challenge

sorry folks, but I got to working on a Patreon and commissions stories (my profile's got more info), so kinda forgot this story. can add a bit here and there

Shiro drew her sword and tossed the sheathe to where she'd left her clothes, taking up a ready stance and facing the regal-looking opponent. The bandit smirked at her knowingly. "Is that all? You really intend to fight me in the nude?"

"I need no armor," Shiro defied with a glare.

"Or are you simply afraid that all the blood will ruin your clothes?" the women grinned. "Are you the one they call Shiro? The masterless sword who wanders the land?" Shiro gave a small nod. "Well, I am Moniko. I was a fencer they called The Flawless Blade... care to learn why?" She raised her delicate, narrow blade, and Shiro lunged to meet her. She swung to lock up, but the quick woman dodged away from the engagement. Shiro arced back for a second slash, which Moniko prodded away with a delicate thrust of her sword's tip.

"Clumsy beast," Moniko chuckled, whipping her blade across in front of her and leaving a long, narrow cut across Shiro's breast. She gasped as she barely felt the slice, and blood ran over her nipple. She lunged again, just for another quick parry and thrust. Shiro barely dodged aside in time to avoid what would have penetrated her stomach and likely ended the duel, which instead glanced her side and left another slight cut. Shiro glared across at her foe as she regained her footing.

"You're looking a little red. You must be embarrassed to fight like that," Moniko said, grinning and indicating the fresh wounds.

"Or perhaps you're embarrassed that you can't land a single clean hit," Shiro snapped back. Moniko sneered angrily and came in with a flurry of thrusts, her needley tip prodding just short of Shiro over and over. She hurried to defend from the lightweight blade, crashing it away with her katana just for it to swiftly come in again. Moniko gave one more hard slash, seeming to slice Shiro's head off in one cut.

"Look out!" Sakura shouted in warning, but she reached swiftly. Shiro swung her katana upward, stopping the blade just barely short. Its razor tip still left more blood trickling down from under her jaw, between her neck and cheek.

"Truly sloppy," Moniko scolded smugly. "You sure you've learned how to use that sword of yours?"

"Sloppy, am I?" Shiro smirked. She had slashed out with her sword when she lifted it to block, which cut open the front of Moniko's kimono. Her sash, her robe, all of it split suddenly in two, falling off her body. The regal bandit gasped and leapt back, staring at her nudity as her big pale tits bounced into view and her perfectly trimmed little line of bush. "You're the one dropping your clothes."

"My... my perfect outfit!" Moniko gawked down at her beautiful, untouched body, now shamelessly exposed as Sakura smiled proudly for her rescuer, biting back a little laugh.