Kapitel 24: Uniforms and a Place

A week after finding a suitable location to open a personal dojo so that Devon wouldn't have to go to Dash's house every day and could be closer to her home, the designs for the two uniforms had been decided.

"Shall we call ourselves Sakura Kai or Sakura Bushido?" Devon and Dash sat in a secluded office within the general dojo, debating which name for the place they should choose.

Knowing that dojos from all over the Valley would be invited to the Karate competition, and not wanting to join one that could limit their Kung Fu training, Dash had concluded to create a unique place to share his vision of martial arts.

For the new dojo's story, Dash had chosen the Sakura tree because it was the last thing he could see before dying and also had a beautiful meaning.

"First, we have to choose the name; either one is fine..."

"Then, if both are fine, let's go with Sakura Bushido." Devon, who had been silent, chose the name. She liked how it sounded, and besides, the meaning behind the name was what made it more incredible.

For this dojo, "Sakura" symbolizes life and death as well as beauty and violence. As for Bushido, that is the code of moral principles taught to knights in ancient Japan. This code is not based on any character, no matter how renowned, nor any human individuality, no matter how brilliant.

For ancient samurais, the cherry blossom symbolized blood but also the fragility and transience of life, associated with the sacrifice and life of the samurais.

In that sense, belonging to this dojo must be something much deeper than choices that can be taken lightly but rather something that becomes a way of life from that moment on.

When they chose the name, Dash sent it to his father, and after that, they started looking at the logo they would use for this place. Before anything else, they had to choose the logo so that it could be printed on the respective two uniforms they would use.

"We'll have two types of uniforms, one for karate and the other for Kung Fu, so I suggest we choose these two." Devon pointed to the computer screen with two logos that she liked. Whichever was chosen for each uniform would be perfect for them.

Dash nodded upon seeing the logos, which were similar but defined by color, and seeing the Sakura tree in the center of the logos, he felt they were suitable for their uniforms.

"Now what?"

"What do you mean?"

Devon pointed to the vast space and asked, "Aren't you thinking of just the two of us training in this place forever, right?"

"Of course not. We'll promote ourselves when we win championships in both Kung Fu and Karate." A confident look appeared on Dash's face, expressing his absolute certainty that they might become great in the future.

Upon hearing this, Devon knew it made sense, so she said nothing more. It was true that the ideal plan was to open their doors once they were promoted in the Karate competition happening in a few months.

"We have to consider that the dojo's design won't be as it is now. Although we train here, the workers will remodel this entire place and also plant a Sakura tree in the backyard."

"Hey, doesn't your father mind spending so much money on this place? What if everything goes wrong? How will you manage then?" Devon also wanted to pay for her classes, but Dash, being a good friend, told her that she would be a partner in this dojo instead of a student, and there was nothing to worry about.

She doesn't know how much has been spent on this place, but the money dedicated to remodeling, uniforms, training tools, and more are very costly. The fact that Dash's dad supports his idea is one thing, but paying for all of this is something she doesn't understand.

"Well, my father sees this as a business that could grow, so he gave me a loan that I'll pay back in the future." Dash explained the deal his father had made with him to support him in this place.

Devon frowned, didn't want to dwell on the details, and asked, "So, what if this place fails?"

"My father said he'd kick me out of the house once I turn eighteen. It's not a big deal when you think about it that way." Dash stood up and began cleaning the spacious office.

"We'll place some computers in this place; we may not be quantity, but we'll certainly stand out in the quality of our arts."

Devon's eyes stared at Dash, who had just told her his brilliant deal, and by the way he said it, she was sure that he would be kicked out of the house if this place wasn't successful.

Dash, on the other hand, opened a box of chocolates and began posing in front of a huge mirror. His body had grown a lot from training, so he started looking at Devon with proud eyes.

"I'll grow too, just a bit slower..." Devon knew exactly the implications of Dash, who said everything with his gaze.

"I really don't mind if you don't grow; I'll always be by your side like an unmovable pine tree." Dash handed the box of chocolates to Devon and changed the subject, "By the way, when's your birthday?"

"Have you forgotten?"

"Just to remind..." Dash felt a chill run down his spine and sat in front of Devon.

"Relax, I don't bite..."

"I know, even though you're aggressive, you're not brutal. That means no matter how bad you can get, you wouldn't hurt me."

Plop!

Dash, who was smiling amusingly, was hit with a chocolate on the head. The impact sounded hollow, making him turn his head toward Devon.

"Do you want me to teach you some jiu-jitsu moves?"

"I can do that, not without receiving a few kicks from your amazing partner first..." Devon ate a chocolate and awaited Dash's move.

"Well, I was a bit bored just now..." Dash jumped off his chair and slid across the desk in front of him, catching Devon's clothes easily. Dash exerted force with both hands trying to pull Devon toward him, but she put her knee on his chest, preventing him from getting closer, and grinned mischievously.

"It seems you don't have any moves..."

"And you ran out of legs..."

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Kapitel 25: Sakura Bushido

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At the moment Dash and Devon were in a somewhat ambiguous position, footsteps were heard outside the room, and Mr. Kim, who entered, asked while reviewing some documents, "Have you seen the gardener?"

When Mr. Kim heard no response, he looked up, and what he saw left him speechless. "Are you two kissing?"

Dash, who was in a resistance struggle with Devon, turned his back, moving the wheeled chair at the same time, and saw Mr. Kim with a shocked expression.

"Who's kissing, the gardener?"

"Idiot, he's referring to us, get off me." Devon pushed Dash forcefully, who still held her, and only then did he react.

"Oh no, we were just playing to see who could endure more..." Dash waved his hands, trying to explain the situation, but from Mr. Kim's expression, it seemed like it didn't work.

"With endurance games, what a curious way to play... Now that I see the gardener isn't around here, I'll go to the back, so you can continue with your thing..."

Devon didn't try to say anything; she really didn't care anymore what others thought of them kissing with Dash. In the end, it didn't matter, and she wouldn't worry about it.

"Well, that was unexpected..." Dash smiled slightly, feeling butterflies in his stomach, and asked, "By the way, aren't you curious to know what kissing feels like?"

"I'll kill you now!" Devon could now endure whatever anyone said about them, but with Dash, she could get revenge, so she immediately started chasing him.

Dash was surprised, "We're young; we should at least be interested in those things a bit..."

If this girl approached him in this way, Dash should take it as either punishment or a favor.

Under the influence of how it would feel to kiss Devon, the one who stayed in a trance received a powerful kick to the head and was sent flying against an old wall that was about to be demolished.

"As soon as they finish demolishing the walls that will be replaced, I want us to start with the priority areas," said Mr. Kim, who was talking with the workers.

Boom!

But at that moment, a loud crash was heard, and everyone saw how Dash had rolled out of the wall they were about to collapse.

Everyone was in shock seeing that young man being thrown out of the wall, and they all looked at the man they sensed was the teacher of this place.

"For God's sake, your students are brutal..."

Mr. Kim felt a tingling and guilt at the same time because he thought this was due to him seeing something about the relationship of those kids. He saw Devon leaving the office a little nervous and said, "You, go home before you break a bone."

Dash, surprised at how fragile the wall was, got up and said in a robotic manner, "I think I broke a disc in my spine..."

Devon narrowed her eyes and said, "If that were true, you wouldn't be able to walk."

"It's sarcasm, girl. When will you stop falling for my silly traps? Let's go for ice cream; I want to break the diet."

Dash and Devon left the dojo as if nothing had happened, leaving all the workers astonished. "My wife is a lioness, but she's definitely never thrown me through a wall... Those two, if they fight when they're older, they'll end up destroying the house."

"Haha, it's a blessing that they're together and not with someone else; they could end up killing someone."

"Hahaha!"

Mr. Kim smiled abnormally, looking at his two only students searching for injuries on Dash's body, but seeing him walk calmly, he put aside his concerns.

...

On the same night, after training muscle memory exercises, Dash began making a list of things he remembers to make long-term investments. Some companies were known, a few were not, but Dash now needed some money to secure his uncertain future, to get married, and to retire.

Moreover, considering that he might be interested in some significant part of his life in Kung Fu, he would need something to live on, as he couldn't be asking his father for money every time he had the chance.

"Well, now it's necessary to know a few more things and obviously have money..." Dash thought about these problems after resting on his bed and unknowingly fell asleep.