Martial Arts System
Martial Arts System - Chapter 100: Storytime.

Ichiro and the rest reached the dormitory one hour before the doors got locked.

Ichiro went to his room to take off his winter clothes and put more comfortable clothes.

He left his room and looked at the corridor; most of the people in the dorm were hanging out with their newly found group of friends, while the doors of S-Rankers were closed as always.

Ichiro went towards Jordan's room and joined them at the small table.

Ichiro sat down next to Wells while Jordan and his roommate Nolan were sitting in front of them.

"Alright." Wells tapped the table a few times, "Storytime."

"Storytime?" Ichiro asked curiously.

Wells nodded, "Jordan tells us usually stories about his hometown, and those are always wacky."

Ichiro chuckled and concentrated on the story.

*Cough*

Jordan coughed a few times and opened his mouth, "Last year, during the summer. I was helping my neighbor to fix his fence, ordinary stuff. But at that moment, I didn't know that my day would become very weird, very quick!"

Wells, Ichiro, and Nolan concentrated.

Jordan continued, "In the morning, I went there to fix the fence; it only took me a few hours; I had to paint it as well, nothing too difficult. But then… When my work was done, my neighbor asked for another favor."

Ichiro's palms were getting sweaty; he has bad feeling about this.

Wells gulped.

Nolan wiped his sweat.

"I said, 'Sure,' I didn't have reason to refuse since he was friends with my dad. He said, 'Follow me.' With a very suspicious voice, but I was a very innocent little boy who beats up kids for living in the tournaments, I thought that it wasn't anything too bad."

Ichiro, Wells, and Nolan concentrated.

Jordan then continued, "I followed him to the basement, and there I saw it…"

"Tell us already!" Wells was getting impatient.

Jordan grimaced, "There I saw… RECORDING STUDIO, he was freaking 60 years old, and he was recording a rap song! FREAKING RAP SONG, it was like listening group of deaf orphans singing, and I had to listen for it 5 hours! 5 HOURS!"

"HAHAHAHA!" Wells burst into laughter while Nolan facepalmed.

Ichiro's face was dead.

"And that was the story of perhaps my weirdest day." Jordan stood up and bowed.

*Clap*

Wells, Ichiro, and Nolan clapped.

Jordan then turned towards Ichiro, "Ichiro, tell us a story of your childhood."

Wells and Nolan nodded with playful smiles.

"Hmm…" Ichiro pondered; his life is quite dull.

'Maybe I can talk about my previous life..?' Ichiro thought and nodded.

Jordan, Wells, and Nolan concentrated.

Ichiro coughed a few times and opened his mouth, "It was an ordinary day, I went to train for a few hours, and I left for home after that. I was walking peacefully with warm weather and calm wind blowing my hair, it was peaceful… Way too peaceful…"

Jordan, Wells, and Nolan gulped.

"I reached a certain alleyway… I heard a noise in there… I was young and foolish, so I decided to check it out, but what I saw there… Shocked me greatly." Ichiro grimaced while remembering that memory.

Jordan's hands were trembling.

Wells wiped his sweat.

Nolan gulped.

Ichiro continued, "There I saw… A cat! Fighting against a group of dogs, and he was winning! It was incredible! After that, I fell in love with cats, and my favorite fighting stance is Cat Stance because of that." He smiled and stood up.

Ichiro bowed.

Jordan grabbed his pillow and threw it towards Ichiro's head, perfect hit.

"Pah!" Ichiro stumbled few meters backward.

"Booo! Terrible story!" Wells said with playful shouting.

Jordan and Nolan as well started booing.

Ichiro snorted and threw the pillow at Jordan, making him fall down on his bed.

"Oof." Jordan felt the strength of the throw, and it almost injured him!

Ichiro sat down on his chair.

"No more stories from Ichiro, gotcha," Wells said with a playful smile.

Ichiro rolled his eyes, 'It's a good story, though… Learning Cat Stance was my first step of developing Iron Style…'

Jordan stood up from his bed and asked a question, "Ichiro, are you virgin?"

Nolan and Wells concentrated, this is an important question.

Ichiro smirked, "I am not!"

Jordan, Wells, and Nolan went silent; they clenched their fists.

Jordan pointed at Ichiro, "I challenge you to deathmatch!"

"No, don't! Jordan, you will die!" Wells tearfully said.

Jordan shook his head, "This has to be done."

Ichiro scoffed, 'Jealous boys, I am glad that I never was jealous of others… Yup.'

Nolan patted Jordan's shoulder, "Please avenge for us."

Jordan nodded, "Ichiro, only one of us survives."

Ichiro stood up and cracked his neck, "I am ready."

Jordan put his hand forwards "Rock, Paper or Scissors."

"Are you serious?" Ichiro asked with a deadpan face.

Jordan nodded, "Come on."

Ichiro put his fist forward.

"Rock…"

"Paper…"

"SCISSORS!" Jordan shouted, and his hand became scissors.

While Ichiro had rock.

"NOOO!" Jordan fell down on the ground.

Wells facepalmed, "Stop using scissors every fucking time."

Ichiro scratched the back of his head and sat down next to Wells.

Jordan wiped his tears and lied down on his bed, "I am depression."

"Good night, Depression," Wells said.

"Have nice dreams, Depression," Ichiro said.

"Sweet dreams, Depression," Nolan said.

Jordan snorted.

*Ding* *Ding*

Everyone perked up their eyes and looked at Ichiro.

Ichiro hummed and took his phone from his pocket.

"A message?" Wells asked.

"From a girl?!" Jordan shouted.

Ichiro opened his phone and saw a message in the WorldlyTalk app.

[NightButterfly: Hey!]

Ichiro smiled and started typing.

[KingOfGames: Heyo beautiful!]

Ichiro smiled, he had been chatting with NightButterfly past 1 month, and their relationship got to the level of flirting!

"Is it a girl?!" Jordan tried to peek at the phone, but Ichiro hid it nicely; no one could see the screen except him.

*Ding*

[NightButterfly: Hmph. You haven't even seen me!]

"I-I think it is a girl!" Wells cried out, he managed to take a glance at the screen.

"YOU DARE TO TALK WITH GIRL IN OUR PRESENCE?!" Jordan shouted angrily.

Wells and Nolan cracked their knuckles; they were ready to rumble.

Ichiro smiled and hid the screen again, "Guys, I am having a conversation; stop being rude."

"Pah!" Jordan exclaimed, "Bros before Hoes!"

Wells and Nolan nodded.

Ichiro smirked and started typing.

[KingOfGames: Do you want to have a call?]

Ichiro pressed sent and waited for a reply.

While Jordan, Wells, and Nolan tried to talk Ichiro out of it, he waited.

Then a few minutes later, the answer came.

[NightButterfly: Sure]

"Alright guys, calm down. I am gonna call her alright." Ichiro stood up.

Jordan, Wells, and Nolan circled around him.

*Ring*

Ichiro called and a few moments later phone call connected.

"Hey, Nighty!" Ichiro said with an energetic expression.

Jordan, Wells, and Nolan concentrated, trying to hear the voice of the girl.

"H-Hey…" A shy voice came from the phone.

Ichiro had a huge smile. NightButterfly's voice was too cute! He couldn't take it.

Jordan gritted his teeth hatefully.

Wells clenched his fists.

While Nolan cried imaginary tears.

"Nighty, how is it going~" Ichiro asked.

"I-I am fine… I went shopping with mom." Azura's voice became cheerful at the end.

Ichiro nodded gently; he said softly, "Nice to hear, I arrived at my High School today."

"I-I see… What kind of schools does Gensa have? I am curious." Azura asked with a rapid heartbeat; it felt like she could feel Ichiro's breath in her ear.

Ichiro exclaimed and facepalmed, "I forgot to say to you, I am not in Gensa anymore."

"A-Ah, where?" Azura asked curiously.

"Winterlight." Ichiro simply replied and sat down on the chair.

The phone call went silent.

"Nighty? Hello?" Ichiro kept saying but didn't get an answer.

Ichiro looked at the phone to check if the call got disconnected, but it wasn't.

But then he heard a voice, "W-What did you say? I might have misheard."

"Winterlight," Ichiro said again.

"A-Ah… W-Why are you there?" Azura asked with a nervous and excited face.

Ichiro sighed, "Good place to get stronger, I guess."

"I-I see… Which school, if I may ask?" Azura's heartbeat increased.

Ichiro didn't think it was a weird question, "High School of Fighting in Coldland."

"I-I-I see… I need to go; mom is calling."

"Alright, good night," Ichiro said softly, and the phone call disconnected.

Ichiro put the phone back in his pocket and started talking with his jealous group of friends.

In her cold apartment, Azura was lying on her bed while the blanket covered her figure; she dropped the phone and looked at the ceiling silently.

She put her hands on her face and screamed, "KYAAAAAA!" but since her hands were on the way, the scream sounded like mumbling.

"He is here… He is here…" Her heartbeat increased every second, "He is here…"

"Should I tell him? Then we could meet up… But what if he is disappointed once he sees me…" Azura murmured sadly; she stood up and walked towards the mirror; she saw her beautiful and exquisite-looking face, capable of charming everyone.

She spun around, her youthfulness clearly visible, but when she grabbed her chest, "Small…" She murmured sadly.

She again took her phone and looked at the picture in her phone, a picture she had been staring at for months without stopping, "Does he like big… Maybe he will be disappointed… Should I tell him… I want to meet him…" Azura lied down on her bed and had a battle of her mind.

Should she tell, or not.