Knowing the dangers of the future, even if she has no obligations to prevent it, will she?
Will she save everyone? or simply turn a blind eye towards the recurring disasters of the future.
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Now that Karma was free to roam around again, she had gone back to her daily routine. She would hang out with the founders in the morning, where Wakasa and Benkei would spar with and teach her.
Then in the afternoon, she would head back home to study and after that go around terrorizing local children. By the time it was late evening, she would return home and practice her knife skills. Then she would have dinner and go to sleep.
Currently, it was afternoon and Karma just finished studying and said goodbye to Mr. Minamoto at the door. After he left, Karma slipped on her shoes and went out as well.
Normally, she would go and rough some delinquents up. As it was always a good way to increase her strength. Though, according to Takeomi that's just an excuse and she just likes to beat people up. She didn't deny it.
Today however, she is going to meet up with Asano. Apparently, he was able to go out and have some leisure time as he completed all the stack of exercise papers his father gave him.
Karma was on her way to meet him, she really wanted to go and fight delinquents as she wasted a lot of days being stuck in the hospital. Alas, it has been a while since she met Gakushu so she has to omit her brawling time. Unless…
“Well well look who is finally out of the house to touch some grass.” Karma greeted. “I thought you would stay shut off at your home by your father forever. If you stayed any longer all your joints would be rusted.”
“Mind you I don't sit around on a desk all day. My joints aren't rusted. I'm excellent at sports at school. But I guess you wouldn't understand, after all you don't go to school. Nor do you have any friends to play sports with.” He scoffed.
“Jeez it's been so long since we met up and the first thing you do is attack me. You hurt my feelings, blondie.” Karma pretends to be hurt, wiping away her nonexistent tears.
“You insulted me first, and didn't I tell you to stop calling me blondie.” He glared.
Karma pretended that she didn't hear anything and grabbed his hand, dragging him behind her.
“Where are you taking me you devil?” He groaned in annoyance.
“Tell me Asano Gakushu, have you ever participated in a brawl?” She smirked.
Asano's brown eyes widened realizing her implications, “oh hell no!” He tried to prey his hand out of her hold. “Let go! No way in hell am I getting into a fight! You almost landed me in trouble with my father last time when you set his car on fire!"
“We didn't get caught, did we? And that happened a long time ago.” She said brushing off his struggle. “Your way of talking changed a lot! I sure am a bad influence.”
