The Little Sister | A One Punch Man Fanfiction

Chapter 6

"Here we are." I announced as we entered a large clearing. I looked around, taking it all in. "Just as I remembered."

"It is indeed beautiful." Genos spoke in agreement as he approached me, who stood in the middle of it all.

I then turned to him. "You have mentioned that they showed us fighting those wolves, right?"

"Yes, they did."
"Was the shot clear and close enough to see our movements?"

"Yes, I've analyzed both yours and sensei's movements."
"Good, tell me what you've noticed."

"Sensei would mostly just throw punches on instinct. I assume that he must be used to it." He explained. "And yours were quiet unique. I have noticed that you can easily change your fighting style too, and that you could always somehow attack despite the uncomfortable position you seem to be in."

"Can you name a few of the different fighting styles I used?" I asked him, curious to see how much he knows.

"You would mostly use taekwondo, but I noticed you would also use Baji Quan, and Assassination Arts." He stated.

"Yes, I mostly used those three along with freestyle dance, but I also used other techniques." I informed him. "Like Baguazhang, Piguaquan, Karate, and so on. I'm even trying to make my own style."

"How could you master so many?" He asked in disbelief. "Who taught you all these?" I smirked at this.

"I only had one master, and he only taught me taekwondo." I admitted, earning a confused look from the android. "I would just analyze and study their movements, try to do it myself in my free time, and after some practice, I could easily do it."

"Basically mimicry at it's finest." I half joked. "But I am trying to make my own style now, so there's that."

"I assume that you're still confused." I sighed when he nodded to confirm. "What I'm trying to say is that sometimes it's fine to mimic other techniques and fighting styles, but you can't always do it."

"Did you mimic Taekwondo too?" He asked.

"What did I just say? I had my master to teach me taekwondo. The rest, I mimicked just by watching." I explained. "You're a cyborg, so I assume that you can easily do this."

"But I don't see others use tehcniques such as Baji Quan here in Japan, so I could still teach you if you're interested." I informed him.

"That would be great." He stated.

"Any other techniques you want to learn?" I asked him.

"For now, I would like to just focus on Baji Quan." He answered.

"Alrighty then." I stated as I got ready. "Let's begin."

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"You know, I can't help but wonder." I stated, gaining his attention. We were currently taking a break, as we sat down next to each other under the shade of a large tree, leaning on it's trunk. "Will these techniques be useful to you? Since you are a cyborg."

"Of course they will." He answered.

"I see." I muttered. "I was just curious."

"Also, when will you and sensei go for the interview?" He asked.

"Tomorrow is what the letter said, so tomorrow it is." I simply answered.

Then there was silence, until I spoke again. "So, how about we have lunch?" I asked, and he only nodded in agreement. I went into my backpack and fished out a lunch box that has six onigiri in it.

I took one in my hand and handed it over to the cyborg, who accepted it, saying a small "thank you" as he does so.

We both ate in silence, enjoying each other's presense, listening to the bird's chirping, and feeling the breeze past by.

"You're an idol, correct?" Genos suddenly asked, and I merely hummed in response.

"May I request to hear you sing?" He asked, a hint of hesitation and... shyness maybe?

"Sure, why not?" I spoke before I prepared myself to sing.

"When the seasons change their flow to a spin,
when the links start to wear, slowly within,
Please, don't ever let those ties begin to tear,
or lose them to the wind." I continued to sing ever so softly as Genos silently listened.

Once I finished, I noticed that Genos has fallen asleep. I looked up to him, admiring his peaceful face. But then a mischievious smirk made it's way to my face as a plan crossed my mind, but should I really?

I turned my gaze back to him, and sighed in defeat. 'He's in peace, to destroy that would be just terrible.'

I smiled at him, before I made myself comfortable. If he gets to sleep, why can't I as well? And with that, I let sleep pull me away from reality.