**Kaiho sat at the edge of his bed, staring at the morning light filtering through his window. He sighed deeply, trying to make sense of the whirlwind his life had become.**
"My name is Kaiho... Kaiho Koshiro, originally Niket L.B. I used to live an ordinary life in Mumbai, India, but now my life has been turned upside down."
Mikoto's voice echoed from downstairs, firm and insistent. "Kaiho, wake up and come down for breakfast!"
"Now I am living in the gods' realm, where gods reside, and I happen to live with the strongest gods, one of them being the Omni King Ken Koshiro," Kaiho continued, his thoughts a blend of disbelief and determination.
"Kaiho, come down!" Mikoto called again, her patience wearing thin.
"He says I possess a mysterious power inside of me, which will either become the ray of hope or the shadow of destruction," Kaiho mused, feeling the weight of his destiny.
"Kaiho, don't make me repeat myself!"
"So, I am going to join the gods' academy, Orchid, to become strong and protect the people I care about," Kaiho resolved, his mind set on the path ahead.
Suddenly, the door crashed open with a loud boom. "What the—?" Kaiho exclaimed, startled.
"You are a thousand years too young to start disobeying me, Kai...hhho...ooooo," Mikoto's voice trailed off as she stood in the doorway, exasperated.
"Ahhhhhh..." Kaiho groaned, rubbing his temples.
"Morning," said Koshiro, appearing behind Mikoto with a calm demeanor.
"Morning," Kaiho replied, still reeling from the rude awakening.
"Dude, how did you manage to live with her?" Kaiho asked Koshiro, shaking his head.
Koshiro chuckled. "Well, you'll get used to it sooner or later."
Kaiho sighed, accepting the challenges of his new life. "I guess I better get downstairs before she decides to break another door."
Koshiro nodded. "That's the spirit. Now, let's get you ready for " Orchard " Your journey is just beginning."
As Kaiho sat down for breakfast, his mind wandered back to the events of the past few days.
"Speaking of Orchid, I wonder what happened to her," he said absentmindedly.
"Her?" Koshiro raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
Kaiho looked up, noticing the curious expressions on both his parents' faces. "Koshiro, Mom, why are you guys looking at me like that?"
"Kaiho, who is she?" Mikoto asked, her eyes narrowing with suspicion.
"Well, she's just a friend," Kaiho replied, trying to sound nonchalant.
"Just a friend, huh... I totally believe you," Mikoto said sarcastically.
"It doesn't look like you believe me," Kaiho muttered, feeling cornered.
"Ek ladka aur ek ladki kabhi sirf dost nahi ho sakte hain (A boy and a girl can never be just friends)," Mikoto quipped, quoting a famous Bollywood line.
"Where did you even learn that? You two are watching way too many Bollywood movies," Kaiho grumbled.
"So, who is she? You know you cannot hide it from your mom," Mikoto insisted, her eyes twinkling with curiosity.
Kaiho sighed, realizing there was no way out. "Remember the entrance exam?"
"Yeah," Mikoto and Koshiro said in unison.
"I met her there," Kaiho continued, feeling his cheeks flush as the memory of the kiss resurfaced.
Mikoto narrowed her eyes. "And?"
Kaiho blushed furiously. (Author: "It was a CPR.")
"You are not going to bring a girl into this house until I approve of it, you hear me?" Mikoto declared, her tone leaving no room for argument.
"Huh?" Kaiho's eyes widened in disbelief.
"I said, do you understand?" Mikoto repeated, her gaze unwavering.
"Koshiro?" Kaiho turned to his father for support.
Mikoto crossed her arms. "You got something to say, Koshiro?"
Koshiro held up his hands in surrender. "Don't look at me, she is the boss of this house."
Mikoto nodded, satisfied. "That's what I thought."
Kaiho, trying to defuse the situation with his mom, added, "Even if I was gonna marry someone, it would be someone like Mom—kind, sweet, and beautiful."
Mikoto's stern expression softened, and she stammered, "Do you thi...thi...think flattery is go...go...gonna work on me?" A blush crept up her cheeks.
Kaiho thought to himself, "Well, it looks like it's working. She's all flustered."
Koshiro, catching his son's eye, gave a subtle nod of approval. "Good work, Kaiho," they communicated silently.
Kaiho continued, "I feel that Mom is the best woman in the world. You're so strong, great at cooking—you make the best food—and you're just so amazing."
Mikoto, now thoroughly flustered, waved her hand dismissively. "Stop... ok, I'll let you go this time."
Kaiho grinned. "Success."
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**Meanwhile, at Orchid's hostel:**
Dove sneezed, "Aah...choo... Did I catch a cold or something?"
A woman approached her. "You're Dove, right?"
"Yes, ma'am," Dove replied.
"You are one of the first to arrive. There are still seven days until your classes start."
"I have my own reasons," Dove said, her voice steady but revealing nothing.
The woman nodded. "Then I won't look into it."
"Thank you."
"This is your key card. Don't lose it. You'll be in room number 13."
Dove took the key card and looked at it thoughtfully. Room number 13