Hiroshi sat at the pond, shinai across his legs. He watched the languid movement of the Koi, seeking serenity. At that moment, he had none.
Hiroshi was a Kendo Master, the finest Kenoka in all Japan. He had never lost a match.
His wife, Kaori joined him at the pond. “Husband,” she said. “What troubles you?”
“I look troubled?”
Kaori smiled. “When I first saw your eyes, my heart recognized you. I knew we would marry. In three months, we did. I know your heart like it was my own, my love.”
Hiroshi smiled at this. “I know this is true. In my Kendo bout with Fujioka, I looked in his eyes and knew I would win in seven movements. I won in seven. In all my matches it is the same.”
“Today I lost.”
“What? You fought no matches today.”
Hiroshi said, “Kimiko plans to date a boy.”
Kaori blinked at the sudden change of topic. She sighed. They dreaded letting her their willful daughter go free. “What did you tell her?”
Hiroshi shuddered. “I prepared myself for a great battle of wills with her.”
“When I looked in her eyes, I knew…she had won.”
Written for FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER: https://flashfictionforthepracticalpractitioner.wordpress.com/2017/01/25/flash-fiction-for-the-purposeful-practitioner-2017-week-05/
Kendo: Martial Arts with bamboo swords: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kendo
Shinai: Bamboo sword.
Kendoka: A practitioner of Kendo.
Koi: Japanese Goldfish (very large Carp)