None of us really knew where sensei was from. We all had our ideas but there was no definitive proof of his upbringings. After 36 hours of intense training we could tell sensei was in a good mood. "That's enough" he says in a mildly tired tone. As he spoke he gave us a half smile, showing his anime fang in the process. All three of us were filled with respect and sexual confusion. But we used our chi to suppress the sexual tension. "S-sensei" I muttered. "Yes treson?" Sensei's smile ran away as he could sense treson's hesitation. "Where do you come from? Really?" None of the other pupils spoke but all were curious of Sensei's answer. "I was a meer mortal child much like you guys, I liked anime but I always knew I could bring my anime level to knew heights. So I met with an Oracle, Bob." "Oh from Bob's flea market!?" Genos interrupted. "Yes Genos, the same". " there the sword chose me, and there I knew I had an obligation to protect this realm. "
