Chapter 87: Training Day 1

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The first rays of dawn filtered through the curtains, bathing the grand Takeda estate in a soft golden glow. Ryota Takeda sat in his room, eyes closed, deep in thought. The events of the previous day—the reunion with his family, the warm welcome from the villagers, and most importantly, the realization that his students were now part of this secret world—had left him restless. His mind was focused on the day ahead, knowing it would be the beginning of an intense training regimen that would push his students to their limits.

He picked up his phone and began calling his students, one by one.

In his room, Ren Nakamura stirred as his phone buzzed insistently on the nightstand. Groaning, he rolled over and grabbed it, squinting at the screen. It was Ryota-sensei.

"Hello?" Ren mumbled, his voice thick with sleep.

"Get ready," Ryota's voice was firm but calm. "We're starting the training early today. Be in the dining hall in ten minutes."

Ren shot upright. It wasn't often that Ryota called them so early, and the tone in his voice made it clear that this was important. He quickly washed up, changed into his sorcerer's uniform, and hurried down the grand hallways of the Takeda estate, feeling a slight thrill at the grandeur of the place.

The rest of the group was also waking up, each receiving the same call. Miyu rubbed her eyes, yawning as she made her way down the hall. Aiko stretched lazily before tossing on his coat, while Yumi and Kyoko were already dressed, looking as composed as ever.

Nika Kusakabe, having known Ryota the longest, sighed. She understood that this was about more than just training—it was Ryota's way of keeping his pride and honor intact within his family. His family's traditional values were stringent, and Ryota couldn't break protocol by visiting each of them individually. She pulled on her uniform, adjusting her long black hair in the mirror, before heading downstairs.

The dining hall was grand, even by the standards of Ryota's estate. Large chandeliers hung from the ceiling, and the long table stretched far, accommodating them all with ease. Ren glanced around as he entered, still not quite used to the opulence of the Takeda family home. Everyone was gathered now, quietly eating breakfast.

Ryota sat at the head of the table, his eyes scanning the group. He could sense the slight unease among his students, as well as the excitement for the day ahead. He exchanged a brief glance with Nika, who raised an eyebrow in silent understanding. Though they had known each other for years, there were some aspects of Ryota's life that even she hadn't fully seen—like the traditions of his family and their ties to Mytho energy. But this was necessary. Today, his students needed to face the truth about their abilities, and more importantly, their potential.

After breakfast, Ryota led them all outside. The morning air was crisp, and the sky was a clear, vibrant blue. They walked across the vast estate grounds, heading toward the private training field.

Standing in the center of the grounds, waiting for them, was Yuto Takeda.

Yuto's presence was imposing, his tall frame and calm demeanor exuding an aura of authority. His eyes scanned the group as they approached, but he offered a polite smile and a slight bow as they drew closer.

"Good morning, everyone," Yuto greeted them formally, his voice smooth and deep. "I trust you're all well-rested and ready for what lies ahead."

Ren whispered to Miyu as they walked, "He's so formal all the time. It's kind of unnerving."

Miyu nodded, stifling a giggle. "Yeah, it feels like we're about to take part in some royal ceremony or something."

As they reached the center of the training grounds, Yuto addressed them with the same calm precision. "Today's training will focus on controlling your Mytho energy output. The key to any great sorcerer lies in their ability to maintain balance and stability. Without that control, no technique, no matter how powerful, will reach its true potential."

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