Martial Arts System

Ichiro entered his house after the morning jog.

[Host, you smell like a disappointment and failure]

'And you smell like a bunch of bad life choices.' Ichiro growled inside his mind and walked towards the kitchen.

It was around 7 A.M, and only his mother was awake.

''Good morning, son,'' Azumi said with a gentle smile while cooking the breakfast.

''Good morning,'' Ichiro said and kissed her cheek.

He walked towards the refrigerator and put the cookies inside.

''What are those?'' Azumi curiously asked.

''I got cookies from a kind old lady after I helped her a little bit,'' Ichiro replied.

Azumi nodded gently and kept cooking the breakfast, ''Can you wake up Ayako? She has to go to school early today.''

Ichiro nodded and ran upstairs.

Ichiro's room is the first one after you enter the upstairs, and Ayako's is on the left side.

He opened the door to Ayako's room and saw a tidy room. The ceilings were pink, with a bed next to the wall, obviously too big for Ayako. There was also a small wooden desk next to the window, with a lot of books stacked.

Ichiro walked next to the bed and saw Ayako's sleeping figure; her cute young face had a small smile, while her bunny pajamas made her look adorable.

She looked very peaceful and happy while sleeping. It would bring a smile to everyone's faces, and only a monster could have the heart to wake her up.

''Ayako, WAKE UP!'' Ichiro roared.

''Kya?'' Ayako let out a cute scream and woke up in a hurry; she saw her brother standing next to her bed, ''Big brother?'' She rubbed her eyes.

''Why did you wake me up?''

''Mom said that you need to go to school early today.''

Ayako nodded and lazily stood up from her bed; with sloppy steps, she started walking towards the bathroom, barely staying standing.

Ichiro rolled his eyes and started carrying Ayako; he exited her room and entered the bathroom.

''There,'' Ichiro said and put Ayako down on the bathroom floor gently.

''Thanks...'' Ayako replied lazily; she could barely keep her eyes open, she tried to find her toothbrush, but with her hazy vision, she couldn't.

Ichiro chuckled; he took a pink-colored toothbrush from the cabinet and put toothpaste on it.

''Open your mouth,'' Ichiro said, and Ayako complied.

She opened her tiny mouth, and her white teeth were on display.

He started gently brushing her teeth, and after a few minutes, he was finally done.

Ayako spat the rest of the toothpaste into the sink.

Ichiro left the bathroom, leaving Ayako alone to change her clothes.

He went to his room and grabbed his phone. He was still wearing his jogging outfit, which consisted of a black-colored t-shirt and white sweatpants.

His muscular arms were on display, and his jet black hair gave a charming feeling.

Ichiro went to his closet and took a new pair of school uniform, and it looked same as the previous one.

He went downstairs and quickly ate breakfast, and left for school with Ayako.

He wouldn't have to go this early, but he plans to get a few training routines done in the Martial Arts Club.

'I really hope that I don't get those goddamn pity looks today.' Ichiro prayed on his mind, 'Wait... Didn't my parents see that news...' He thought they would definitely make a thousand complaints if they heard about his bullying incident.

[Not yet, but today they will. So be prepared once you reach home]

'You are really enjoying this, aren't you?'

[Affirmative]

But Ichiro doesn't know that the News has reached everywhere in Gensa, his popularity has risen, and the popularity of Irio's Secondary Middle School is lower than ever before.

Ichiro and Ayako reached the school shortly afterward.

Ayako left for her club activities, and Ichiro started strolling towards the Martial Arts Club.

It was still early, and not many students were around; most were in their clubs.

Ichiro reached the club building and entered; he saw a few students sparring with their Club Advisor watching them.

He started walking towards the changing room, but his footsteps attracted everyone's attention.

They turned their heads and were surprised to see Ichiro.

The Club Advisor nodded to others and started following behind Ichiro.

Ichiro entered the changing rooms and went to his locker, he opened it, and his training outfit was gathering dust inside.

He took his training outfit and was about to start wearing it, but then a door to changing room was opened, and the Club Advisor appeared.

He had an ordinary face with brown hair and brown eyes. He didn't look exceptional, but his body was athletic, fitting the Martial Arts Club Coach.

''Ichiro.'' The Club Advisor said with worry in his tone.

Ichiro turned his head towards him and said, ''Yes?''

The Club Advisor walked towards Ichiro and patted his shoulder, ''Are you, alright young man?''

''Yes?'' Ichiro said with confusion.

The Club Advisor sighed and said, ''I saw the news... You have suffered.''

Ichiro grimaced.

''If you need to talk, you can talk to us.'' He said with worry.

Ichiro's mouth twitched, but he nodded, ''Thanks... But I am fine.''

The Club Advisor nodded and started walking away from the changing room, but a took last pity look towards Ichiro.

The door to changing room was closed after he left.

Ichiro banged his head with the locker.

[PFFT... AHHAHAHA]

Ichiro's eyebrows twitched; he gritted his teeth, took his school uniform off, and put it in the locker; he also put his phone on it. The phone has vibrated a few times but didn't answer the messages just yet.

He took the training outfit and started wearing it. The outfit consisted of a white long-sleeved shirt with the words Irio in front of it. The pants were also white; it wasn't tight, instead flexible, which made the movement easier.

He closed the locker with a slam and exited the changing room. He saw that there were more people in the club than when he first arrived. The reason is, because people spread the news of Ichiro coming to Martial Club, which attracted spectators.

His athletic figure instantly attracted everyones attention.

Murmuring sounds increased in volume, but Ichiro ignored it and walked towards the Club Advisor.

The people who were sparring with each other stopped instantly, they turned towards Ichiro and bowed deeply.

Ichiro was slightly surprised, but nodded in acknowledgment.

''What training did you come to do?'' The Club Advisor asked with curiosity.

Ichiro shrugged, ''Only light training, maybe few spars.''

The Club Advisor nodded and looked towards others, ''Who want's to be Ichiro's sparring partner?''

Suprisingly everyone who are part of Martial Arts Club put their hands up, it is very rare to spar against one of the strongest Middle Schooler Gensa has to offer, so of course they want to have this opportunity.

The Club Advisor scratched back of his head.

''I can fight all of them.'' Ichiro said nonchalantly.

The Club Advisor wryly smiled and nodded.

There was about 10 Martial Arts Club members available, and all of them were Martial Novices. Some of them were second year, some third year.

Ichiro entered the center arena, and faced against 10 Martial Arts Club members.

The Club Advisor was the referee, he pointed his arm towards the ceiling, ''Ready?''

All of them nodded.

Ichiro was calm.

The Martial Ars Club members were shaking in anxiousness, their faces were excited, but also very nervous.

The spectators took their phones and started recording.

''Fight!'' The Club Advisor waved his hand and shouted.

The Martial Arts Club members started approaching Ichiro, who was still calmly standing.

Ichiro had his hands behind his back, but once the first Martial Arts Club got close enough, he leaped to the air and did a flying roundhouse kick.

The Martial Arts Club member widened his eyes, he felt a kick contacting with his shoulder, which sent him flying out of the bounds.

Other Martial Arts Club members flinched, with a simple kick, Ichiro already took down one of them.

Ichiro disappeared from his current position from his position and approached the Martial Arts Club member Nr2.

The Nr.2 tried to do sneaky punch, but Ichiro dodged it with ease, he put his hand on the foot of Nr.2 and made him trip.

Ichiro grabbed his shirt and threw him out of the bounds.

The rest of the fight went as expected.

The Martial Arts Club members tried all sort of tricks, but Ichiro with his speed overcame everything.

Soon all the Martial Arts Club members were lying down on the ground, outside of the center arena. Their faces were exhausted, but also relieved.

They sparred against Ichiro, and they could brag about it rest of their lives, they all know that he is destined to be something great, at least Martial King, which is already a legendary achievement for city of Irio.

There has never been a Martial King from Irio before.

Ichiro exited the arena, he didn't even sweat. It wasn't even workout for him.

The Club Advisor chuckled and scratched back of his head, ''I guess there is only one who can give you a proper fight.''

Ichiro wryly smiled, but then he felt a hand touching his shoulder, he turned his head and saw Lucas' face.

''Wanna spar?'' Lucas asked, slight light flickered on his eyes.

Ichiro widened his eyes, the Club Advisor as well.

The spectators who heard it went instantly to tell their friends.

The Two Golden Childs were about to fight!