Martial Arts System

76:Predator.

3 Hours Later~

Ichiro was still sleeping peacefully on his bed, not knowing that his peaceful rest was about to be interrupted.

Footsteps echoed outside of the room… They stopped in front of his room.

*Bam*

The door to Ichiro's room was opened with a slam.

From there, a beautiful woman with long black hair walked in, ''Ichiro, wake up, it's din…'' She trailed off in the end after she got a good look at the room.

Her eyes widened - the room was a complete mess. A massive dent was on the wall, the wooden desk was sliced in half, and a shattered lamp was lying on the floor.

She pointed at the room with a shaky finger; she saw Ichiro sleeping peacefully with a carefree smile.

Her face turned murderous, she stomped towards sleeping Ichiro.

She grabbed Ichiro's ear, but he still didn't wake up.

''WAKE UP!'' Azumi roared with a furious expression. The window of Ichiro's started making slight cracking noises. Ichiro stood up in a hurry; he turned around him, with a killing intent filling his eyes.

He thought that another Assassin appeared, but something far worse did.

He saw a beautiful middle-aged woman glaring at him. Slight sweatdrops appeared on his forehead; he turned his head shakily and saw his room being a complete mess.

''…'' Ichiro, with a deadpan expression, looked at his mother.

*Gulp*

He gulped heavily; his throat was parched, his lips were dry. Absolute fear was filling his insides.

''I-C-H-I-R-O.'' Azumi spelled his name with a menacing look on her beautiful face.

''M-Mother!'' Ichiro slightly stuttered but managed to utter his words.

Azumi crossed her arms; her face didn't change; instead, her face screamed the words 'Explain!'

Ichiro, with this superhuman speed, kowtowed deeply, his forehead touching the floor.

He inhaled air to his lungs and shouted, ''IT WAS AYAKO!''

''Me?'' Ayako's cute tiny head peeked from the door; she looked around the room, ''I did this?''

''HOW DARE YOU ACCUSE MY CUTE DAUGHTER?!'' Azumi roared and kicked at Ichiro's head, which sent him flying to a nearby wall.

''OOF!'' Air left Ichiro's lungs, and he fell down on the floor like a dead fish.

[-100 HP]

''HOW?!'' Ichiro shouted with a shock, he quickly checked his Interface, but it showed [115/115 HP]

Ichiro gritted his teeth, 'System…'

[…]

The System decided to stay quiet. It was the first time the System made a slight joke, and he/she kind of enjoyed it.

While the System was enjoying Ichiro's doom. Ichiro was about to do something far worse for System… but first, he needed to deal with this Demon Queen in front of him.

Ichiro stood up with shaky legs; he didn't get any physical damage; it was all mental damage.

Mostly because his pride got damaged.

'Lucas shall never find out…' Ichiro swore in his mind.

Azumi stomped towards Ichiro and grabbed his ear, ''WHAT DID YOU DO HERE? THE WHOLE ROOM IS A MESS!''