Chapter 3 Problem

Just now, I saw him kick and break a few wooden boards, but why is his force so weak?

I threw a punch to the face that caused Sato to lose his turret and fall. Then stand and shrug.

"What?" The brothers from the other dojo were surprised.

"Your nose is bleeding. Do you still want to fight?" I asked him to stop the match because the victory was obvious.

"Hey Sato, hurry up and get up." Sato's teacher shouted in an angry tone.

Sato didn't answer but stood up, wiped away the blood, and charged forward with the intention of punching me in the face. Feeling like I could read his movements, I gracefully swerved to the side and lightly smacked Sato on the back of the neck causing him to fall unconscious.

Mitsuko looked at me with a surprised expression. But it doesn't look very happy.

"Oh wow, Ahito is invincible, Ahito is invincible."

The kids in my class cheered me on after the victory. The game is over, I don't think it's that fast.

It should be around 30 seconds and it's done.

"Okay guys, let's pack up!"

My teacher approached and patted his shoulder.

"You're still as good as ever Ahito, making me so proud!"

I couldn't help but smile at the teacher, but I thought that if I lost today, he would probably force me to practice morning and night.

While he was packing things up, I ran out onto the porch to sit with Mitsuko. As soon as she sat down, she spoke.

"You're so strong Ahito, I can't make up for it."

Even though it's commendable, I feel a bit sorry for her. With those breasts, it's hard to move fast.

"Did you sound pessimistic today? Aren't you much better at studying than I am? In return, I hit better than you."

Mitsuko turned to look at me with suspicious eyes.

"Are you telling the truth, Ahito? Do you really think so?"

I didn't know what to say, so I nodded. Mitsuko now and before is still the same, he's a girl after all, so I don't want to pressure him to practice.

"The fireworks festival is coming soon Ahito, will you come with me again?"

I have no reason to refuse, who wouldn't want to go with such a beautiful girl, she was wearing Kimono with big breasts that day. The damage is to be expected.

"Ahito? Why are you dressed up like that?"

"This... I was just... thinking you would look good in Kimono that day."

When she heard that, she happily hugged me. My heart is beating fast again, I feel so shy but I'm stupid to push her away. this moment reminds me of fireworks night 5 years ago.

Then she hugged me too. But because I was too young, I was afraid to run away, it was not until a year later that I was less afraid.

The sky is so beautiful today, there's nothing like fireworks to watch with Mitsuko at this hour.

"How do you feel about martial arts, Ahito?"

Suddenly she asked me a strange question, I know the basic nature of the question is not strange, but why is she asking? That's the strange thing. Personally, I think martial arts is interesting, but I don't know what she means.

"I think it's fun and interesting, Mitsuko."

Mitsuko's face today looks different than usual, she looks like she's upset about something.

She sighed and asked me again.

"Hey Ahito, you seem like a good match for my dad, don't you?"

Now that I'm sure Mitsuko isn't in a good mood today, I can see sadness in his eyes.

"Why do you say that, Mitsuko?"

She looked at me with teary eyes. It was as if her emotions were about to pour out.

"I'm such a useless kid that Ahito... I... can't be as good as you. As if I was born into the wrong family, Dad must be very disappointed in my training."

She cried and said emotional words, I was shocked when I heard that. Turns out she always tried to suppress this, I thought she would feel pressured and sad because before that, Mitsuko's three brothers were all excellent, and she practiced very slowly and never improved. . But did not expect it to be true.

"I really don't like martial arts... but I'm afraid my dad will be disappointed."

So it turns out she still didn't like it. I feel so sorry for Mitsuko.

Mitsuko is a good girl. Those true feelings she only dared to keep in her heart, must have been difficult. I also don't support Mitsuko continuing to practice martial arts, she's more suitable as a doctor as her mother or just a housewife.

It took a lot of courage to say these words and she was about to cry.

"Looks like you're misunderstanding what your father means."

Mitsuko's father, although tough and grumpy on the outside, is a very emotional person and loves Mitsuko very much. Although he shows that love through being strict with her, it seems that Mitsuko doesn't know one thing that, if she gave up martial arts, he would still love and be very proud of his daughter.

These two father and son are really similar, hiding their emotions in their hearts. I've heard Mitsuko's father talk about this before, but he told me not to tell Mitsuko, let her decide for herself.

This father really loves his son and hides it.

"What do you mean? Ahito?"

I think these father and son need to have a conversation to clear their eyes.

"He's still cleaning up, I think you should make this clear."

Mitsuko, with my encouragement and her courage, dared to step in and have a frank talk with her father.

Speaking of Mitsuko's father, I remember the first day I came here. The day when I used to think that Mitsuko's father was a very difficult person.

That day, my mother took me to the dojo because she saw that I was very passionate about martial arts movies even though I did not dare to ask, my mother really understood the psychology of children. When I was seven, I used to watch Bruce Lee movies and Ip Man movies, alone with martial arts being able to fight 10 or 20 people is really cool.

That day, it seemed that there was no Mitsuko, my mother took me there and handed it over to Mr. Watanabe. I got a little nervous because it looked so strict. The teacher led me inside and asked me questions.

"The reason?"

I was still shaking and didn't know how to answer when the teacher yelled.

"What is your reason for coming here? Please answer!"

I was too scared to answer. But thinking back then, I really wanted to be like him, but now I just practice for passion.

"I want to be like Bruce Lee."

He looked at me and then laughed like he despised me, then I bet he wouldn't believe I could stand his exercises.

"You must have watched too many movies, you can't, you can't!"

At that time I was very small and sick, he didn't seem to like accepting a virtual kid like me.

"I can't take you, come back when you better understand your purpose."

I was so frustrated, I thought I would learn martial arts, after everything he said, I still stood there and didn't give up. I think part of the teacher didn't recognize me at that time, probably because he saw me as a young boy.

"You can do any homework. I will finish."

Mr. Watanabe was surprised by my attitude and sharp words.

"You see that wooden board I hang? If you can punch it, you get it." He said as he pointed to a wooden board hanging on the porch.