Martial Arts System

Ichiro opened his eyes and saw his room's white ceiling.

'Was it dream?' Ichiro thought first, but the moment he tried to stand up from the bed.

He noticed that he couldn't move.

'SLEEP PARALYSIS?!' Ichiro thought with shock.

He tried to speak but couldn't.

'SYSTEM HELP!' Ichiro cried out in his mind.

But no answer came.

'FUCKING SYSTEM HELP, USELESS BITCH!' He cried out with bloodshot eyes.

''Big Brother, wake up!'' Ichiro heard a loud yell, and Ayako opened the door with a slam.

'Ayako, my lovely sister, help me!' Ichiro cried out.

''Wake up!'' Ayako jumped straight at Ichiro's stomach.

''Oof!'' Ichiro caught Ayako's tiny body. ''Ayako, what do you want?''

''Mom said to wake you up,'' Ayako said while his shining black eyes looked at Ichiro.

''Alright...'' Ichiro nodded and stood up lazily.

But inside his mind.

'WHAT IS THIS?! IT WASN'T ME TALKING!!!' Ichiro, in his mind, yelled with a shock.

'Is this the experiencing the memories thingy?!' Ichiro finally realized that it wasn't a dream.

'But this seems very ordinary day... Why is he showing me this?' Ichiro kept thinking while looking at the things the previous Ichiro used to do.

Ichiro did his ordinary morning routine, and after that, he walked downstairs at a leisurely pace.

He walked to the kitchen and saw his little sister sitting at the table while waiting for breakfast to come.

And saw his mother working in the kitchen.

Ichiro walked towards Ayako and pinched her cheeks.

''Mouu!'' Ayako pouted while Ichiro chuckled and sat down on the chair.

Azumi brought the food to the table, and the two siblings started munching on the food with alarming speed.

Azumi sighed but smiled gently while looking at them.

Ichiro finished the food and went back to his room to dress up in his school outfit.

Ichiro, in his mind, noticed that the necktie he had was with the color of yellow, which means that current Ichiro was in his second year.

But the outfit was different, and it wasn't the same as the school outfit from Irio's Public Middle School.

The outfit was grey with slight strides of black.

'It seems that Ichiro wasn't in the Irio's Public Middle School?' Ichiro in his mind thought it was strange but didn't care about it too much.

He looked at the mirror and saw a handsome black-haired young man with a small amount of baby fat still in his cheeks.

Ichiro took his schoolbag and went downstairs.

He opened the door and started walking towards school at a leisurely pace.

Ayako is still in Elementary School, that's why his parents will take her to her school, which is located in a different direction from Ichiro's Middle school.

*Whistle*

Ichiro whistled while walking towards the school.

While he was walking, he saw many older people about to open their stores.

Ichiro greeted them with a smile, and the older people replied with gentle smiles.

He also saw multiple students walking in the same direction.

His figure attracted quite a lot of attention, especially from the younger girls.

But the ones who were in second-year as him shook their heads once they saw him.

Since he wasn't interested in Martial Arts, he was considered an anomaly.

And they think that Ichiro is mostly a nerd who likes video games.

You can earn a lot from video games because the concept of video games is very famous.

Especially the game called Night's End, which got released a year ago.

Ichiro also tried it out and liked the game very much; since then, he has been grinding levels and became the best player in the world.

Everyone knows the name KingOfGames.

But of course, current Ichiro wasn't aware because he never interacted with anyone in the game.

That's why most of the students in his class think that he is a fool with a dream that will never be reached.

A scarce amount of players earn enough.

But current Ichiro has earned more than the entire player base combined.

Currently, Ichiro in the school doesn't have any friends to talk with.

He hasn't met his friends Mark Alleyson and the rest yet.

His school days usually are very dull.

But he still gets good grades because, without good grades, his parents wouldn't approve of his gaming habit.

Ichiro was still some distance away from his school; he already saw a building of Irio's Public Middle School, but his school is still some distance away.

It was about two kilometers away from Irio's Public Middle School.

He was about to start walking faster because he might be late.

''Hahahaha!'' But then Ichiro heard menacing sounding laughter coming from multiple figures.

He perked up his ears.

He listened closely and heard laughter coming from one of the alleys.

With curiosity, he walked closer to the alley.

There he saw five delinquent-looking individuals beating up a young-looking man who kept lying on the ground.

The young-looking man has his body filled with wounds, blood gushing out of his body, coloring the ground underneath him in red.

Ichiro widened his eyes; his body trembled while looking at the brutal sight.

The delinquent-looking individuals looked around 19-20 years old, probably in college already, except if they got dropped out because they look like they don't give a shit about school.

''Ugh!'' The young-looking individual again groaned in pain; his vision was starting to get blurrier.

''This bastard has only 10$, this poor bastard!'' One of the delinquent-looking individuals growled and kicked at the young-looking man with anger.

*Bam*

*Bam*

*Bam*

''URGHH!'' The young-looking man's face was stained with tears; he felt his bones getting crushed because of the strength of the kicks.

''10$ Isn't even enough for lunch.'' The delinquent-looking individual growled while scratching his head.

One of the delinquent-looking individuals grabbed the young man's hair and asked. ''Where is your house, and tell me where you hid your money.''

'I can't... My sister is alone in the house!' The young man thought anxiously.

''T-T-That's all money I have!'' He screamed out while he kept spitting blood out of his mouth.

''Fucker, stop lying!'' The delinquent-looking individual again was about to kick him, but then a loud yell was heard from the alley entrance.

''STOP IT!'' The five delinquent-looking individuals looked warily at the alley entrance and saw a young man with black hair and a handsome face standing with a trembling body.

''Who the fuck are you?'' One of them asked.

''L-Leave him alone! If he doesn't get treated, he will die!'' Ichiro screamed and hoped that they would understand.

But the five delinquent-looking individuals started chuckling.

''W-Why are you laughing?!'' Ichiro cried out.

One of the delinquents walked towards Ichiro.

Ichiro started stepping backward while feeling the scared first time in his life.

''We are part of the Underworld. Do you know what that means you, moron? Even if we kill, **** or rob, no one would do shit!'' The delinquent approached Ichiro even faster.

''Eeek!'' Ichiro screamed in fear.

''Kekekeke.'' The delinquent chuckled evilly; he enjoyed his fearful look.

The delinquent suddenly started sprinting.

Under Ichiro's astonished look, he appeared in front of him. He punched the abdomen of Ichiro, which sent Ichiro flying for a few meters until he fell on the hard ground painfully.

''UGH!'' Ichiro screamed in pain; he clutched his stomach while rolling on the ground in agony.

The delinquent kept chuckling; he approached Ichiro and stepped down on his face.

''Your righteous bullshit is useless here; only strong may triumph.'' He stepped down on his face even stronger.

Ichiro's face started bleeding while the ground below him began to crack.

''Uuuhhh.'' Ichiro couldn't even form sentences anymore; he felt his skull was close to breaking.

''Let's see how much money he has.'' One of the delinquents in the alley suggested, he walked towards them.

He crouched and started going through Ichiro's pockets until he finally found his phone and wallet.

''This phone seems expensive.'' He said thoughtfully.

''No... Give it back...'' Ichiro cried out while stretching his hand towards the phone; it was a gift he had received from his mother.

Their family isn't that wealthy; that's why the phone was essential and valuable.

''Shut the fuck up.'' The delinquent growled and punched at Ichiro's face.

''Argh.'' Ichiro grimaced in pain, his nose broke, and blood started flowing from his lip.

The delinquent smirked and went through the wallet.

He took pair of money bills.

''Hmm, 50$ only, better than nothing.'' The delinquent shook his head in disappointment; he put the wallet and phone in his pockets and walked back to the alley.

There was still one of the delinquents holding Ichiro down while stepping on his face.

''Dame, let's go!'' One of the delinquents from the alleyway roared.

''Alright.'' Dame stopped stepping down on Ichiro's face and left with other delinquents who were still laughing.

Only the broken-looking young man was left on the alleyway; the ground around him was stained with blood.

While Ichiro was trying to push himself up, but he didn't have any strength.

He could barely feel his legs because of the fear he felt only moments ago.

Ichiro in his mind, kept looking at the scene with an angry-looking face.

'You dare to rob me?! You dare to humiliate me?! Don't worry, Ichiro, I will handle them!' Ichiro thought with anger while talking towards the scared-looking Ichiro, even though he couldn't hear him.

He felt every emotion Ichiro felt.

Anger...

Pity towards the young man...

Fear...

Helplessness...

Ichiro never felt this helpless, even when looking at the Martial Captain from afar.

But looking at this scene... The memories of Previous Ichiro...

He felt genuinely helpless.