Part 3

  Three days ter I was in the back garden of my house, testing my Pyrokinetic abilities. Well let’s say that I discovered that I have an inner pyromaniac as I was making the fme dance in my gauntleted hand. I trained into dismissing the fme and making it burn brighter. I realized quite quickly that I could control its temperature.

  Fire, the rapid oxidation of a material in the exothermic chemical process of combustion, releasing heat, light, and various reaction products. Fmes being the visible portion of fire. Depending on the substances alight, and any impurities outside, the color of the fme and the fire's intensity will be different.

  As I focused on the red fme, I touched it with my naked hand and… it didn’t burn at all. “I’m immune to fire?”

  Witchbde answered my question. {You are. Heat and Fire have no effect on you.}

  “Oh, this is good. Really good.” I said with a smile spreading on my lips as I realized that I could stand the heat.

  With my hand pointed upwards I bsted a wave of fire into the air above me, jumping upwards of six meters in the air. I performed a series of lightning fast kicks and using my hands I propelled myself higher like a rocket. My wings popped open and I started hovering over the garden and I finally noticed that the Witchbde had formed over my clothes. and hadn't shredded them and this was a nice surprise, now I just need to reproduce this result.

  I had a thought and… used my wings to throw one feather like a throwing-knife with all my strength.

  THUNK. It embedded itself bde first into the stone table at the center of the garden. With wide eyes, I realized how awesome Witchbde was, to react to my needs, willpower and imagination. I fell more and more in love with it; however, I kept in mind that he wasn’t an item or a weapon. The Witchbde was a being with needs and wants and he wanted me to bring Bance to this wretched world.

  {You’re starting to become aware. Good. It is time for you to learn to manifest weapons and my body to shapeshift into other constructs.} The entity spoke about something truly important.

  This forced me to nd near the table, and retract my wings; I reabsorbed the metal feather into the artifact and began thinking about what I needed. From the side of the gauntlet, the Witchbde manifested a curved katana bde.

  I tested it on the branch of the nearest bamboo in the garden. It was razor-sharp and then on my second gauntlet I manifested a second bde. This one was simir to the first bde in composition; that's when I realized that with the Witchbde metal, I can generate good bdes or disposable ones. “The possibilities…”

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  (Hyoudou Issei)

  April 04th, 2008

  Three days ago, Issei met the most beautiful girl ever. He had been looking at his favorite lewd magical girl adventure, happy that the new issue finally arrived when he finally noticed Iori-san. She didn't look at him in disgust, or judge him and the fact that she liked ecchi manga and anime was a total novelty for the brown haired boy.

  She didn't lie to him, and called him on the same night they met. They mainly discussed his dream and needs; Issei told her that one day he wanted a girlfriend, to have a stable financial situation and that he wanted to take care of his parents who worked hard for him and twin sister.

  Iori had been surprised that he had a twin sister, and she asked him about their retionship. Issei was sad to say that she thought of him as a degenerate and wanted to reform him absolutely. In the end, Iori told him that his sister, like his parents, was worried for him and that he needed some direction to not be so btant about his hobbies.

  “You know, I can help you. But you must want to be better, real change comes from within.” Iori said in a calm tone of voice.

  This was why he accepted her offer, and this afternoon in the park near his house, wearing his sportswear. Iori convinced Issei that he needed to first work on himself, starting with his body. He stopped running as he reached the pyground, as he saw Iori stretching and suddenly doing… tai-chi.

  She was smoothly and gracefully shifting between forms, while wearing a gray hoodie, bck track pants and red sneakers. Iori-san's gaze found Issei, she smiled and waved at him to come. Issei walked up to her eagerly.

  “Good afternoon, Hyoudou-san. I'm happy to see you and eager to start.” She slightly bowed her head.

  Energetically, Issei raised a fist and said, “Good afternoon, Usagiyama-san. Yosh, I am pumped! I wouldn't miss this for the world!”

  The red eyed girl chuckled at him. “Let’s test your resolve. We're going to start with some stretches to prepare your body for our workout.”

  Issei put on an eager expression as they moved next to the nearest bench, they started with what Iori-san called quad stretches, standing hamstring stretches, chest and shoulder stretches; for ten minutes, they did a series of exercises. Issei was feeling completely rexed and was ready for anything.

  Issei had a bad time focusing as he watched Iori-san's body bend and her chest jiggle. But he shook his head and tried to concentrate as he didn't want to disappoint her when she was trying to help him. But it was difficult, the girl was gorgeous.

  Iori-san stopped and stared at him, and it was at this moment that Issei thought that she would sp him and start to reprimand him like his sister or the other girls did when he watched them doing sport.

  The red eyed girl walked up to him and… said, “Hyoudou-san, focus. I know I am sexy and appealing, but you need to learn to stop being led around by your hormones, stop being a boy and become a man.”

  Issei stared into her beautiful eyes as she gave him a Pep-talk. She was getting through to him by appealing to his masculinity and his desire to reach his dream. The brown haired boy stared into the girl's gem-like crimson eyes. “What kind of man should I become then?”

  Iori-san touched his shoulder and chuckled. “Yourself. But cooler and manlier, only doing perverted stuff behind closed doors or with a girl you trust after you reach your goal. However, Hyoudou-san, the road to self-improvement is eternal.”

  Issei immediately wanted to say that he trusted her, but something stopped him from saying it and Iori looked behind her as the sun was lowering in the horizon.

  “We're going for a run around the park, follow me.” The girl told him.

  Issei did just that, they ran at a jog while also avoiding the bystanders. Iori-san was fast! She was already ten meters away from him, but she looked behind her and saw Issei boring to catch up so she slowed down. Weren't girls supposed to be slower and more disadvantaged than boys? Issei remembered that the biology teacher said that there was supposed to be a difference in muscle mass and bone density.

  “I'm slower than a girl!” Issei cried out in anguish while running.

  Iori-san hollered,“Then work to surpass me, Hyoudou-san!”

  For the first time Iori showed him a cocky smile and gave him her back and continued to run. Issei felt… the desire to run faster, and catch up. One day he will surely surpass her physically!

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  (Hyoudou Miki)

  April 25th, 2008Hyoudou residence05:45 AM

  Hyoudou Miki, 39 years old, the spouse of one Hyoudou Gorou, 40 years old. She is also the lovely mother of twins, Issei and Nanami who are both 15 years old. Miki loved her family to bits and worked hard as a housewife to nurture her children and give her husband a nice home to return to after his programmer job at his company.

  There was nothing that she didn't love about her husband, he provided for her, loved her and fulfilled his husbandly duties frequently and did a lot to spice things up. Gorou was a fabulous husband.

  But Miki was more worried about her children at the moment, her daughter, Nanami, was a beautiful and smart girl. She's in the Sōjutsu club and practices spearmanship, has good grades and does the chores and cooking at home of her own volition to help Miki. Having a daughter was a blessing. However, the girl was too strict and tried to force others to follow her example in following the rules. She had doubts that she will ever get a boyfriend thanks to her personality.

  One of Nanami's targets for reform was her own brother, Issei, who Miki couldn't deny exasperated her with his lewd behavior. Miki worried that her son wouldn't be able to find a bride; she doubted that she would become a grandmother with those two.

  However, something different was going on with her son for quite a while. It all started three weeks ago when Issei bought weights and a ft bench to do exercises with the money he usually buys lewd magazines or manga with. Where she worried, her husband, Gorou became eted as Issei started exercising and made himself a meal pn by starting to cook for himself. Miki was a bit sad, her son was growing up and becoming more independent, he helped take care of the chores more than ever, asking Miki how he could help her, or how to cook some specific dishes; it was an interesting change of pace.

  Nanami-chan found nothing to argue about, her brother suddenly became serious, started to study and work out. Like Miki, Issei’s twin was curious about what made Issei change. Things became clear when Issei started passing his time on the phone either texting or calling. She feared that someone with bad intentions was starting to influence her son.

  Miki realized that it was a girl when she spied on her son at night while he ‘relieved some stress’ and called out her name. Who was this Iori girl and what kind of sorcery did she employ to change her son?! It pained Miki to have to spy on her son or riffle through his phone, but she needed answers!

  Like any mother, she knew the password of her son’s by heart, it was her own birthday. It was proof of his love for Miki and it made the middle-aged woman feel guilty about what she was doing. Miki’s finger poked at the gallery’s icon and here unfolded Issei’s entire picture album. It was full of pictures of a stunning young woman with long straight bck hair with ruby-like eyes; she looked happy.

  She wore pin sportswears, but it didn’t detract from her beauty; To Miki this Iori girl looked like a sporty one, herein the interest of her son into working out. He was doing it for a girl! This girl was also a martial artist as there were multiple pictures of her doing some kind of martial arts.

  Now that Miki could put a face to the name of the girl in her mind; she opened the LINE application on his smartphone. She expected to see some sexting or an hint about what those two were up to, but she wasn't ready for what she read on LINE.

  RedRabbit: I'm very proud of you Hyoudou-san. You endured the first phase of your work out for three weeks.

  AkaiRyuu: thank you! I am still getting used to the new training regiment. It has gotten hard to keep up.

  AkaiRyuu: I won't give up! One day I will be faster than you, you'll see ─=≡Σ((( つ＞＜)つ

  RedRabbit: (? ?) I will believe it when I see it. For now, eat my dust! ε=ε=ε=ε=┌(;￣▽￣)┘

  AkaiRyuu: Grrrr (＃＞＜)

  *Ara! Those two are clearly dating!* Miki thought with stars in her eyes. A girl was interested in her son!

  A gorgeous girl who made him stop being a rampant degenerate pervert! Miki wanted to meet her and thank her for making Issei focus on what was truly important: his future. Miki scrolled up to read the start of Issei and Iori-san's chat and discovered that the girl gave him advice not only on his health, but also on life in general.

  There were some discussions about anime and video games which went right over Miki’s head and the girl sending pictures of herself in dresses or other outfits asking for Issei’s opinion. Strangely, Miki’s boy was being objective with Iori-san and giving her advice. She thanked him with hearts and kisses emoticons.

  Miki understood that spring had finally come for her son, she locked the phone after returning to the home screen and pced the device back on Issei’s bed. She couldn't wait to tell the good news to Gorou and Nanami!

  # # #

  Back with Iori…April 28th, 2008

  Middle-school is hell. With the boys and girls around me always seeking my attention; being too pretty, good at academics and at sports made me to my horror: popur. I realized that I didn't have any privacy in the cssroom. The girls wanted to know where I bought my clothes, my makeup or perfume or give them advice to be like me.

  I think I unwittingly became some sort of makeover artist as I helped the girls in my css find their own style. Some Gyaru even tried to bully me but they failed and were converted by me to become good girls. They didn't do the compensated dating shit at least, they just didn't care for the forced conformity that Japanese society forced on everyone.

  Those girls should work hard and seek a university overseas, as well as a job.

  I talked to the boys as well, was asked out a couple of times and said that I wasn't interested in romance for the time being. I am not part of any club as I needed to go train with Issei most of the time after school. In the end I kept everyone at arm length, knowing that I wouldn't see some of them again.

  In essence this was a good school environment where I socialized and maintained my image of being perfectly normal. It was while in home-economics css that I realized that tomorrow was the start of Golden Week and that I could finally go look for books on magic in Kyoto and dip more into Supernatural Japan.

  I can't wait, maybe I can find a teacher willing to start me on the path to magic. I didn't hold my breath, but I needed those defenses around my house as soon as possible to avoid those nosy devils…

  A/N: We enter into the next phase of the story.

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