Martial Arts System

Ichiro entered the dormitory and ascended the stairs towards the first floor.

He looked at the corridor and saw dozens of young men doing their morning tasks, in a hurry as always.

It feels like they have a deal that they need to start doing their morning tasks as late as possible and only enter the classroom when it's one minute before the classes start.

But one thing made Ichiro shocked.

The first and fourth door was opened! Those are Michael's and Rafael's doors.

They are always closed, but this time... They are open.

The second and third are closed because Sariel is in hospital, and Ichiro itself isn't living here for some time.

''Michael! Stop looking at her picture! You creepy!'' Ichiro heard Jordan's shout.

Ichiro walked towards the first door and saw Michael, Rafael, Jordan, Wells, and Nolan sitting in front of the table.

Michael was using his phone while looking at a picture of a certain cute-looking girl.

Jordan looked annoyed as always, but for some reason, he was wearing gold rings... Like he has earned a lot of money recently and had no idea what to buy.

Rafael was playing card games with Wells and Nolan.

That scene made Ichiro shocked.

''WAAH, ICHIRO!'' The corridors became loud after they saw the handsome black-haired young man.

Michael and others quickly turned their heads towards the door and saw Ichiros' confused face.

''ICHIRO!'' They stood up in a hurry and ran towards him.

''Eh?'' Ichiro was suddenly trapped in a hug by dozen of different young men.

''I am not enjoying this!'' Ichiro cried out, ''Hey, who the fuck touched my butt?!''

''It's thick, as expected,'' Jordan said smugly.

''Fuck off.'' Ichiro pushed everyone away, but there was an amused smile on his face.

''Yo.'' Michael put his fist in front of him.

Ichiro fist-bumped with him.

''Welcome back,'' Rafael said and gave a small hug.

Ichiro nodded, and then he asked, ''What is with you two? I didn't think you two would hang out with others.''

Michael shrugged, ''Since we will be together 3 years, might as well get along.''

Ichiro nodded.

''Did you hear about Sariel?'' Rafael asked curiously.

Ichiro smiled and nodded, ''He will be fine.''

''He indeed survived...'' Michael murmured and looked at the picture on his phone, ''Alice, you were right...''

''What is with him?'' Ichiro looked strangely towards Michael.

Jordan and others facepalmed.

''I thought you and Azura were bad— I had no idea that Michael was World Champion of Simping!''

''I-I am not simp!'' Michael cried out.

Everyone looked at him with dead-looking eyes.

Michael looked frustrated— he showed everyone Alice's picture and pointed at the picture, ''She is the cutest thing ever! Right?! You guys can't deny me!''

Everyone looked at the picture— they admitted that Alice was an incredibly beautiful individual.

''Simp *Cough* Simp.'' Everyone started ''coughing.''

Michael's eyebrow twitched— he put the phone back in the pocket, he cracked his knuckles and said with a bone-chilling voice, ''Say it one more time!''

''Simp.'' A voice echoed in the corridor.

Michael looked with bloodshot eyes towards Ichiro, who was innocently whistling.

''AH! SCHOOL STARTS SOON!'' Jordan cried out.

Everyone gasped— they forgot because Ichiro appeared suddenly.

''AAHHHHHHH!'' Everyone started running in panic, and soon the whole building was in mayhem.

The students who left the second and third floor looked at them with confused faces.

Ichiro shrugged and entered his room first time in a long time.

He grabbed his clothes and stuffed them into his bag, and left the room once again.

''See you,'' Ichiro said and left the dormitory.

''Wait!'' Suddenly, Jordan came with a panting face, ''Huff... Huff...''

They were standing outside the dormitory, and the snow started covering their clothes.

Ichiro waited for Jordan's words.

Jordan innocently smiled, ''I have a request.''

''Yes...?'' Ichiro was slightly curious.

''Can I take a picture of you?'' Jordan innocently smiled.

''Uhh, sure?'' Ichiro stood stiffly and waited for him to take a picture.

But then Jordan waved his hand, ''Not like that, take off your clothes.''

''... Excuse me?'' Ichiro's eyebrow twitched.

''You promised, take off your clothes.'' Jordan pointed his camera towards Ichiro and grinned smugly.

''...'' Ichiro turned around and started walking away.

''HEY, YOU PROMISED. YOU ARE SHAMELESS, CAN'T EVEN HOLD TO PROMISES!'' Jordan cried out, but Ichiro had already left the school's premises.

Jordan clicked his tongue, ''So close... Those pics would have got me a lot of money...''

...

Half an hour later.

Ichiro opened the mansion's door and entered.

He took off his jacket, which was covered in snow— he took off his shoes and put them on the shoe rack.

He put the wet jacket on the hanger and started walking towards the stairs, but suddenly, he was interrupted.

''Ichiro, come here!'' He heard Alena's voice.

Ichiro went towards the living room and saw Alena with three other figures.

The first figure was a handsome middle-aged man with a buzzcut and masculine face. His body was muscular, and he seemed like a military man.

The second figure was a beautiful middle-aged woman who looked slightly similar with Alena. She had a beautiful body with bouncy-looking thighs and buttocks.

The third figure was a young woman in her 16s with a delicate and cute-looking face. She looked very innocent, but her above-average-sized breasts could steal everyone's attention away.

They were sitting on a couch while Alena was seated on a chair.

Their attention was stolen by Ichiro's appearance.

Ichiro walked towards the couch and sat next to the innocent young woman, who instantly blushed after seeing Ichiro's face.

Alena smiled and said, ''Ichiro, the young woman next to you is Julia, and she is my niece.'' She then pointed towards the middle-aged woman, ''She is my sister, June, and the man next to her is her husband, Johnson.''

June gently smiled and nodded.

Julia shyly nodded and sat nervously.

Johnson nodded and didn't change his posture.

'Military man...' Ichiro thought.

''Everyone, this is Ichiro, my son-in-law,'' Alena said with a proud look.

Ichiro nodded, ''Nice to meet you all.''

''You are indeed more handsome in person.'' June said with a giggle, ''Julia is actually one of your fans.''

''Mom!'' Julia shouted and pouted.

Embarrassment is evident on her face.

June innocent giggled.