6 am. I wake up from sleep, getting ready for the first day of her training. I go to her room and wake her up. She's half-sleep and doesn't really aware of what happened just now. I tell her to wash her face, wear these leggings and a long sleeve running t-shirt for a comfortable jog, and shoes because we're about to go jogging!
Before we step out of the house, I tell her to warm up by stretching her body to increase her heart rate and therefore blood flow and avoid unnecessary consequences. We begin our warm-up for five minutes and I can see she's not ready for something like this. "Why do you look tired already? We not even begin yet! Come on, we'll jog to the park, take a rest, and use the exercise equipment there. Let's go!"
I open the door and our jogging session begins. We jog through the neighborhood until we arrive at the park. It takes us 20 minutes to arrive because we jog around the neighborhood a few times before actually going to the park. When we arrive, we jog a few more meters before taking a rest on the bench and drinking some water. Well, I'm here first, she's still not reached the point yet, and using all the strength she can gather and a little motivation to at least push herself to arrive.
When she's close, she changes to walking and sits next to me. She sweats a lot from head to leg, her hair is wet like she's just gotten off the shower and not dry her hair yet, a few wet spots on her t-shirt around her neck, armpit, and back because the color becomes darker from all the sweats. I think I can see steam coming out of her head, her face redder, and her chest up and down, panting heavily for air. She's leaning on the bench and I laugh a bit when I see she's in a condition like this.
I tell her to wipe the sweat with a sports towel and give her my drink to cool off the heat and stay hydrated. I don't want her to be dehydrated on her first day of training. That'll be a problem. She snatches the bottle from my hand and drinks it like a person who didn't drink for years. "Woah, woah, relax! Don't drink all the water. We still need it after this. ... ...You know what? Just drink it all. I'll just refill it at the water fountain nearby. The bottle is 1L though, can you finish it all in one go? I suggest you not do it because you'll be full of water inside you, making it harder to exercise, and will constantly go to the bathroom."
I think she ignores me and keeps drinking it without taking any breaks. Relax, girl! You're not gonna die! She drinks it until the bottle is empty and left not a single drop of water. She then gives back the empty bottle and lets out a satisfied final breath.
A few minutes after that, she starts feeling to go to the toilet, she asks me where's the toilet, I point my finger at it, and she quickly goes there. She drank like a liter of water, I'm sure she's gonna take a long time in the toilet. For the time being, I'll jog one round around the park.
While I'm jogging, a few women keep looking at me, giggling, and whispering something to their friends. There are some who are brave enough to approach me and ask for my number. I'm not in a relationship, for now, so I give them my number, and who am I not to, they're gorgeous and sexy. I don't think they look for a serious relationship though based on how they flirt with me just to get my number.
When was even the last time I have s*x? Three years, maybe, I don't know but it's been so long. Maybe, it's time to look for a girlfriend, or at least, someone who I can, you know... 'relieve tension' to. I'm not a d*ck, okay, I'm down if they want a serious relationship but I doubt they want one. ... ...Maybe I should stop talking about this, for the best.
"Big bro, who were they? Did you flirt with other women, again? You're such a playboy, big bro! How could you?" Erika suddenly appears behind me out of nowhere and startles me a little. She even has time to act like a girlfriend who gets cheated on by her playboy boyfriend. "You've become more and more clever, huh, always have time to tease me. And, for your information, it's the other way around, they're the ones who flirt with me and ask for my number. Sometimes, a woman needs to make the first move, you know." I'll probably get bashed by society if I say that out loud.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Now, what're we gonna do next?" She changes the subject. Okay, if that's what you want. "Next, we're gonna use the exercise equipment here at the fitness zone over there for half an hour and then, we go back home and continue our life. You have school after this, right? So, let's not waste any more time." We then go to the fitness zone and do whatever we need to do.
I tell her to use the step-up platform first while I'm gonna do some pull-ups on the bar. She only needs to step on the platform for a minute before counting the pulse and telling me the result. I need this for future reference. Then, we begin our exercise until it's time to go back.
We wipe the sweat off with the towel and drink some water while walking home. We go to our own room and get ready for the day. I make breakfast like normal. Before she steps out of the house to go to school, I remind her, "Erika, remember, after you're back from school, we'll begin your second training." She nods and waves me goodbye.
I don't know what to do, so I'm just gonna play some games to kill time before the training. Oooh my dear sweet games, it's been so long since the last I touch you. ... ...Okay, it sounds weird. Anyway, let's play some games!
Half an hour before the training. Erika's back and getting ready for her first martial art lesson. The training area will be behind the house, so people can't see the lesson. I won't talk too much about the training and skip straight to dinner.
I make dinner and we eat it in silence. There's nothing really to talk about. Before I wash the dishes, I tell her that every day will have a martial art lesson and for exercise in the morning, I'll tell her when. She's tired already, so she won't do anything after this and goes straight to sleep. Yeah, after hours of training, of course she'll be tired, even when the first time I had the same lesson, I slept like a log for 12 hours. Fortunately for me, I don't have a school that day.
At Ayaka's house...
The two Miyamoto siblings sit in the living room, watching a TV show on their 45" television while having some snacks. The show has become their favorite show, so whenever it's out, they gonna sit together and watch it. In fact, right after they were done with dinner, they went straight to the living room to watch it together.
While they're watching, Rina suddenly speaks, "Sis, I want to ask you one thing. This boyfriend of yours... Where is he? Why he never comes? And I don't even see you call or chat with him after the incident. Is he even worried about you?" She asks a lot of questions and Ayaka can't answer all of them.
"...I'm sure he has a reason. You can't judge him just because he won't show up when I need him. He must be busy with his work..." She's saying that but deep down, she knows, she knows she doesn't like it either. She keeps telling herself the same thing over and over to convince herself.
"Yeah I know, he may be 'busy' but what kind of boyfriend who's not worried when their women just experience a traumatic event? I don't want to be rude, sis, but I don't like him. Even someone like Kai-nii san shows up when he heard what happen and instantly gets here even though he had a trip. A man like him should be your boyfriend, sis, not some dude that I don't even know where he comes from." She says with a serious tone. She may regrets saying 'the boyfriend like him' part and she doesn't even realize it.
"... ... ..." Ayaka can't say anything after her younger sister tells her that. She's in conflict and she can't make any decision for the time being. The show has ended and she wants to be alone in her room. Rina let her be.
She goes into her room, locks the door, and lies on her bed. She keeps thinking about what Rina said. 'Should I break up with him?' 'But, we'll be in danger if I do that' 'Kai... she's right. He has been nice to us and funny to be with.' 'But, does he has a girlfriend already?' 'A man like him is surely loved by many women and he may doesn't want to stay with one woman only.' 'Do I want that? Do I want to share him with other women?' 'I don't know' 'If I do, I can have many friends, right?' She keeps thinking about these things over and over, indecisive about what to do until she falls asleep.