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Chapter 13 - The Karate Club (a)

The ONLY thing I'm grateful for going to school here is that they have extracurriculars that I love. Everything is a complete package. There's karate, fencing, and, well, music. But I'm trying to focus on extra self-defense. Music can be later; after all, I can at least one musical instrument, so no need to understand anymore. Mom often asked me to be a talented violinist. She taught me how to play the violin. I could say, Mom was a professional violinist before she died.

Today I have registered as a member of the fencing and karate club. The schedule can be arranged, so I don't have to worry about schedule conflicts. Mikaela offered to accompany me, while the others went home because they had other needs. I'm not forcing. So I let them go home without accompanying me.

"You know Marcel?" I asked when we got to the karate place. Exclamations began to buzz in my ears. I miss the sound of the florets. Back in Florida, I was often the champion of fencing and karate. That's why I'm often sent for fencing and karate tournaments. "Marcel Vaughn."

Mikaela looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "Yeah… why are you suddenly asking about Marcel?" There was a curious tone to that sentence.

"You didn't say there is a creature like Marcel here," I whispered beside her ear so no one else could eavesdrop.

"I suggest you don't approach Marcel."

"So what?" I shrugged. Too bad a guy like Marcel was missed. It's like you meet a cave that contains diamonds but you easily pass through it.

"If you don't want to deal with Trixie, you better not."

Again the angel of death. I responded casually to Mikaela's suggestion and warning. Who is this Trixie bastard? Why is she glorified? Hell, long before I moved to Lost Angels, I conquered the popular kids. No one dared to confront me, even when they met me they bowed their heads and ran away.

Entering the hall, I started contacting high school karate club president Graham Bell while looking around the training ground. On that wide mat, the one figure that stands out the most in my memory and eyes is Justin Lancaster.

Wait. Justin Lancaster?!