Ichiro lazily woke up. He had dreams about his meeting with Arkenthym, which woke up him few days during the night.
He stood up and sat down in front of his desk; he opened the cabinet and took a stack of papers.
The papers are what school he was going to. He had thought about it past week, but it seems that his decision was made forcefully.
Ichiro started writing with annoyance on his face.
[Country: Winterlight]
[City: Coldland]
[School: Winterlight's High School of Fighting]
After he wrote it, he left his room and went to the kitchen where his mother was currently.
The system was kind enough to not wake Ichiro up at 3.30 A.M, instead let him sleep peacefully.
''Hey, son. You wake up late.'' Azumi smiled gently and put plates on the table.
Ichiro didn't answer; instead, he offered the paper.
''Hmm, what is this?'' Azumi asked and grabbed the paper.
''The school where I want to go,'' Ichiro replied.
