After that, for a while, my father didn't come home at all.
Apparently, there was a massive outbreak of monsters, and he was so busy that he could use all the help he could get.
I thought that maybe, with things being so hectic, I might get called to help with the "work" too…! But as expected, because I'm still just five years old, I wasn't dragged into the job. Instead, I focused on my training at home.
What I was doing was training with the wooden dolls, essentially beating myself up in a way that, from the outside, probably looked pretty crazy, but the results were nothing short of extraordinary.
What was so amazing about it, you ask? Well, first off, I learned how to move my feet in a way that confuses my opponent.
And if you know how to do that, you can use it to your advantage in your own footwork.
