Martial Arts System

Azura closed her laptop and put it back on her desk. She hopped towards the door and left her room swiftly.

''Mom?'' She said after entering the long corridors, 'Did she leave...'

She descended all the way to the bottom floor, ''Mom?'' She looked in the living room and kitchen, but Alena was nowhere to be seen.

She shrugged and took a leftover sandwich from the breakfast and munched on it like a squirrel.

The mansion was silent. The only sound was from distinct noises from servants outside the mansion.

She sighed and put the sandwich in the garbage can. Her appetite past week has been nonexistent.

Everything tastes so tasteless and dull. No matter what she eats, even when she went to the family restaurant with her family, which had one of the best cuisines in the entire Arya, all was tasteless in her opinion.

She left the kitchen with a heavy look. She almost dragged her legs behind her. She arrived in a sole room with one door, she opened it, and smithy became visible.

Memories of a certain black-haired young man smiling while smithing surfaced into her mind.

Azura again sighed and grabbed the hammer. It was like the hammer was still warm, but it was only her imagination.

''I am lonely without you...'' She murmured quietly. She looked towards the backyard of the mansion but in the reflection of a window... She saw a man with an obscure face standing only a few meters behind her.

She gulped and grabbed the hammer tighter. She looked at the reflection. The man hasn't moved an inch.

She saw as the man in the reflection turned his gaze at Azura's right arm, which had a cast... She had a broken arm after using the real version of Iron Smash.

'He is looking for my weaknesses!' Azura paled. She had learned from Abyss that finding weaknesses is a crucial part of Martial Arts.

'Ichiro...' A small teardrops appeared on the corner of her eyes, but then a firm look appeared on her eyes, 'I can't be the damsel in distress!''

The teardrops made her vision hazy, but she was prepared to do what was needed.

In the reflection, the man put his hand forwards, about to touch her shoulder, but then...

Azura turned around and threw the hammer!

The man's eyes widened, and he quickly grabbed the hammer with his right arm, but then Azura twisted her waist and lowered her legs slightly.

The man's eyes widened even more, and a look of panic replaced his face.

[Iron Smash!]

Azura gritted her teeth and unleashed her punch.

The punch was nearing the man's face, but then...

The man put his palm forwards and pushed it forwards.

*Bam*

Azura widened her eyes in shock as her fist stopped before she could even clench her fist.

''Azura, what are you doing?!'' She heard the man's panicked voice, which sounded very familiar...

''H-How do you know who I am!'' She shouted with a panicked look.

''Eh... Did you eat too much sugar again? I told you to stop doing that.'' His voice became even clearer.

''Eh...'' Azura took her hand back and rubbed her eyes.

Her hazy vision started becoming clearer and clearer, and finally, she saw the unknown individual.

The individual had jet black hair with well-defined facial features and black eyes. His hair had grown slightly, and it was already touching his neck. The outfit he was wearing could barely hide the explosive muscles he was packing, and the aura surrounding the individual told everyone the strength this young man possessed. It is already in the realm of superhuman.

Azura's words got stuck in her throat.

Ichiro looked at the broken arm, ''Silly... I told you not to practice it.'' He wiped the tearstains from her beautiful face, ''You need muscles to be able to do Iron Smash. You can't do it with these soft and beautiful arms.''

He teasingly pinched Azura's left arm, which was the very definition of softness.

Azura was still quiet, her eyes slowly widening in shock.

''Do you want a drink? I will get you a drink.'' Ichiro dropped the bag on the ground and left the room, leaving shocked Azura behind.

'System, can you make the Healing Potion's liquid visible?' Ichiro asked in his mind and entered the kitchen.

[Host, I can]

'Please do it.' Ichiro took a glass from the cabinet and took a Rare Healing Potion from the Inventory.

He poured the green liquid on the glass, ''Can you make it look like water?''

The green liquid suddenly became transparent. It was like a glass of water.

''Thanks.'' He went back to the smithy and still saw Azura standing stiffly.

''Water.'' Ichiro offered with a handsome smile on his face.

Azura took it with a shaky hand and gulped it down her throat.

Soon, the glass was empty, and Azura let go of the glass.

The glass broke apart after touching the ground.

''I-Ichiro..?'' She murmured and slowly approached him.

''Hmm, yes?'' Ichiro felt Azura's soft hands touching his cheeks.

''Ichiro...''

''Ichiro.

''Ichiro!'' She screamed and hugged his athletic figure with all her strength, but Ichiro didn't feel pain, instead her warmth.

''I am back...'' He whispered and kissed her head.

''Waahhhh!'' She burst into tears, ''W-Why did you scare me!''

Ichiro awkwardly scratched his cheek.

Azura wiped her tears. She used her legs and tripped Ichiro.

''?!'' Ichiro looked shocked and fell down on the ground on his butt.

''Hmph.'' Azura sat down on his lap and kissed his lips.

Ichiro put his hands on her waist and returned the passionate kiss.

Azura moved her hands around Ichiro's body, like trying to mark her scent all over him, and once the atmosphere was turning in a dangerous direction.

The door to the smithy was opened, and two individuals entered.

''Azura, are you here...'' Alena stopped talking and saw the situation.

Abyss peeked from the door and grimaced, ''Fuck, he is back, goodbye vacation.''

Alena elbowed his waist and smiled, ''I-Ichiro, good to have you back.''

''Mom.'' Azura looked at her mom.

''Y-Yes.'' Alena gulped after seeing Azura's eyes filled with anger.

''Get out, we are going to make a baby!'' Azura shouted.

''WHAT?!'' Abyss and Alena screamed with a horror-filled gaze.

''NO!'' Ichiro screamed.

Azura pouted and pinched Ichiro's cheek, ''Why not!''

''W-We are 16!''

''Age is just a number!''

''And jail is only a room!''