The look of delight in Rentaro's eyes only increased when he was rushed by his sparring partner. He figured she did not want to waste time with anything else but making the fight interesting, and he couldn't really blame her. After all, aside from the surprising announcement that the Composer would be joining in in this week's Reaper Game - which he had the pleasure of hosting - there had been little to no entertainment, as far as he was concerned. Yes, how... boring recent events have been. So it would be kind to indulge in this spar while they could.
Rentaro hopped back in response to the woman's advance, although he did so quite later than one would expect. The blade soaring through the air grazed his chest, sending a sharp but bearable pain through him as it did. The wound was nothing serious at all, although it was visible. "Hahaha! Yes! What delightful agony!" he screeched before, without missing a beat, he lauched himself at her, gauntlets at the ready. He threw a combination of three punches with the metal gauntlets at her with his sick and sadistic smile, hoping to return some of the pain to her.