Chapter 4: Training
- Habaki POV -
When we got home, I told father what the doctor had said about my quirk. Before I could react he had swooped me up and began to swing me around while having such a big smile I could only remember seeing in the photos of his and my mothers wedding. After he had put me down and gotten a scolding about dangerous behavior from my mother he looked at me with a sheepish grin.
''So is our little genius satisfied with his quirk.'' He said jokingly.
I hadn't hid the fact that I didn't want certain types of quirks. One of the kids at my school had pencils for fingers and I really couldn't see how that would be helpful for anything, but maybe I was just too narrow minded.
''Of course I am.'' I said quickly. It was time to see if my acting at school had paid off. I really wanted to start sword training, and now was the time to use up all my cute points I had saved up. I had never really asked for anything, so I was hopeful that it would work.
I looked to my mother with the most innocent face I could make making me look akin to cat who is pleading its owners for food.
''Can I start sword training.'' Yeah it wasn't the best sentence to say while trying to look cute.
My mother just looked an me and giggled. ''Of course silly, that was the plan anyway.''
I just looked confused, who would let their 4 year old son start sword training. Then it dawned on me. We were in a world where people had superpowers, it would be dumb to not be able to use your own to the fullest amount, but it also doubled down as self-defense. I inwardly cursed I hadn't needed to make a fool of myself.
''Awesome,'' I said excitedly ''when can we find a place so I can start?''
''Lets enjoy the rest of the day it is your birthday after all,'' my father said ''then we can find a place tomorrow.''
And boy did we enjoy it. It had still been pretty early when we had went to the quirk doctor, so we went to an amusement park. The rides there were much more interesting and exciting than in my old world which would be expected of a world with superpowers.
- 1 year time skip -
It had been a year since I learned my quirk. As promised my father had help me find a suitable dojo, and that was how I started to learn using a sword at the Yoshida dojo. It was owned my a former pro hero and his wife. They were both an elderly couple, but I was of the thought that it was only to fool you. When they got a sword in their hand they where both demons.
How an old women could go from someone's grandma to the incarnation of Satan was beyond me. Maybe I wasn't the only reincarnated person in the world. Even though they were incredibly strict it had a purpose. Ken Yoshida, the former pro hero, had lost his left arm in a battle when he had been too naïve in his sword stance. The villian had obviously noticed that, and that was how his pro career ended. So his endless tirade to instill us that we should always be fully aware of our abilities came from a heartfelt place.
In the past year I had gotten pretty good with a sword if I had to say so myself. I had gotten my own bokken resembling a katana, one which I always had on me. School was much of the same, almost all of the classes were boring, since I already knew all of it. The only subject I where I didn't have an advantage was Japanese.
Like the rest of my classmates I had only heard Japanese for 5 years. Just like them I had learn how to write and expand my vocabulary. My status as how many friends I had were still 0. I didn't care that I didn't have any friends. Some had tried after I had told them my quirk cause they thought it was cool, and I actually tried to become friends with them. It had only lasted 3 days. I just didn't have it in me to be able to be interested in what they were doing, so now I mostly went to school and after that either going to the dojo to train or go home for training there.
My training at the dojo consisted of different sword katas and basic body conditioning. I had learn that there was a separate course where you could learn how to use your quirk in tandem with the sword, but I was quickly disappointed after being told it was only for children over the age of 12. Something about safety and control, which did make sense, however I was still dejected that I couldn't learn from a former pro hero for another 7 years. That had just meant I had to try on own at home which is what I did.
At home I trained the katas we learned at the dojo and I also wanted to start working out since the doctor had said my body couldn't handle the wind I could create. However, the doctor had said to me that I shouldn't begin really working out until I was older. He said it could stunt my natural growth. That didn't mean I only trained with the sword. I did a few pushups and sit-ups here and there. I also started going back into gymnastics.
There wasn't a place in the vicinity where I could train, but that didn't matter. I could mostly remember the basics of gymnastics, so even though I could remember advanced techniques my body wouldn't be able to do them. The last part of my training was meditation. Every second evening my mother would sit me down in the living room and we would meditate together, so I could learn how to control my breathing. It was fantastic finally having something to do that both took up time but also was something I liked doing.
In the weekends I had been allowed by my parents to train my quirk as long as one of them was there to oversee. It was understandable, I was truly only five when it came to quirk control. It had taken a few weeks after beginning, but I had been able to make a sharp visible wind slice in the air. It hadn't done much damage to the cheap training dummy we had bought, but it did push it back a little. And that was how I used up most of my time outside school and family bonding.
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That was the end of chapter 4. I hope I made the training a 5 year old body could actually do realistic. I'm not sure when the next chapter will come out, maybe later today if I have the motivation. I'm doing a school project where I have to write 15-20 pages on a subject, so writing on the side is a bit tiring right now.
Well a good day, evening or night or whenever you are seeing this.
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