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"Two weeks of damn torture.."
"Rise and shine my baby bird! Sports festival is coming up and I gotta make sure you eat out there! Gotta make sure you look good and stuff since you are living with me!" Hawks barged into Aimi's room and opened the curtains. Letting the sunlight shine on Aimi's face making her squint due to the sudden brightness.
Aimi groaned and pulled the covers above her head to avoid being waken up only to feel feathers around her figure. Then suddenly, she felt herself getting lifted up and out of her room towards the living room.
It was currently, six am in the morning on a Saturday. It was too early for the girl to function making her more pissed than anything.
She felt herself getting dropped on the couch and the blanket that was covering her was sadly pulled off of her.
"Your precious uncle and the third hero in the ranks will help you train! Plus we could use some bonding time you think?" Hawks sassily placed his right hand on his hip while smiling at the girl.
Aimi did nothing but stare at him. If looks could kill, he would be six feet under right now.
Hawks rubbed his forehead out of frustration due to the girl's reaction. "Hurry and go put on some proper clothes on!" The bird man observed her current outfit and saw how unfit it was for training practice. Aimi wore her pompompurin pajama pants with a white t shirt that had a certain white haired, blue eyes sorcerer.
"What's wrong with this outfit..?" Aimi lazily yawned. Looking down at her shirt and smiling as it was her favorite character from her favorite anime.
"It's.. just go!" Hawks send out a couple of feathers to fetch appropriate clothes from her closet and dropped it on her lap. Then using more feathers to push her towards the bathroom to change.
"If you don't get changed, your cleaning the house for a week!"
"I do that already!"
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"Let's check up on your combat then we'll do quirks yea?"
After changing into proper clothes, the two head down into the lobby of the complex and asked permission to use the training grounds.
The pro hero personally asked the owner of the building to create a training ground secretly underground only allowing him to use it. Along with whoever he would allow.
The two ladies that worked at the front desk led the way for the two. Aimi tied her hair up into a low bun, not caring what it looked like as it was going to get ruined anyways.
