Akira's eyes flashed with warning, her voice low and deadly.
"You may speak ill of me, Mrs. Johnson, but my children are off-limits. You would do well to remember that."
Akira's gaze seemed to bore into Mrs. Johnson's soul, her eyes gleaming with a fierce protectiveness.
"I'll let you say whatever you want about me, but if you dare to speak ill of my children again, you'll regret it. They're the only thing that matters to me, and I'll do whatever it takes to protect them."
Mrs. Johnson took a step back, her face pale, as she realized she had crossed a line. The air in the room seemed to vibrate with tension, and the triplets watched with wide eyes as their mother's anger simmered just below the surface.
"I...I apologize, Ms. Akira," Mrs. Johnson stammered, trying to placate Akira.
"I didn't mean to imply that your children were unruly. It's just that...well, they can be a bit... spirited, at times."
Akira's gaze never wavered, her voice still low and deadly.
"Spirited? That's one way to put it. But let me make one thing clear: my children are not to be trifled with. They're intelligent, resourceful, and fiercely loyal. And I'll do whatever it takes to ensure they're treated with the respect they deserve."
Akira's eyes blazed with fury as she slapped Mrs. Johnson, the sound echoing through the room. The principal stumbled back, her face red with shock and humiliation. The triplets watched with wide eyes, Stellen still giggling and recording the scene on her Zany pad.
"Akira, you can't just-!" Mrs. Johnson began, but Akira cut her off.
"Shut up," Akira spat, her voice venomous.
"You don't get to speak about my children like that. No one does."
Akira's eyes flashed with warning, her voice low and deadly.
"You'll apologize for what you said about my children. Now."
The triplets leaned in, their eyes fixed on Mrs. Johnson, who looked like she was about to faint. Stellen was still grinning, her Zany pad still recording the scene.
Mrs. Johnson raised her hand to slap Akira but Akira court the slap and she slapped the principal once more. The principal soul power was at 98, her spiritual power was at 1,000 while Akira soul power might be low her spiritual power is extremely powerful. Mrs. Johnson who burst a flame out Akira appeared behind her and she kicked Mrs. Johnson on the back.
Akira's eyes gleamed with a fierce intensity as she kicked Mrs. Johnson in the back, sending the principal crashing to the floor. The triplets watched with a mixture of shock and excitement, Stellen still grinning as she recorded the scene.
"You should have kept your mouth shut," Akira said, her voice cold and detached. "Now, apologize to my children."
Mrs. Johnson struggled to get to her feet, her face twisted in anger and humiliation. But Akira's spiritual power was overwhelming, and the principal could feel herself being drained of her energy.
"Apologize," Akira repeated, her voice growing louder.
"Apologize for insulting my children."
The triplets leaned in, their eyes fixed on Mrs. Johnson, who was starting to weaken. Stellen's grin grew wider as she continued to record the scene, clearly enjoying the drama.
"Ms. Akira your kids are expelled!" Mrs. Johnson snapped coldly. Akira laughed her laugh was so beautiful yet it felt so dangerous. Akira beautiful hair was up in a ponytail she took a deep breath and she crossed her arms before she slammed her palm on the desk.
"Mrs. Johnson, you are just cooking up to the wealthy families, so what if I am a single mother? So what? Do I look like I need a man? Well I don't plus my kids are talented. You think you are the only school that wants them? Well you aren't," Akira said coldly and indifferent.
Mrs. Johnson's face turned red with rage, but Akira just smiled, her eyes glinting with amusement.
"You can't handle the truth, can you?" Akira said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"My children will thrive without this school. And as for you, Mrs. Johnson... you're just a relic of the past."
"You bitch! You are nothing but a wild woman!" Mrs. Johnson shouted losing her temper and Akira frowned.
Akira's eyes narrowed, her expression cold and unforgiving.
"That's enough," she said, her voice low and deadly. "You've insulted me and my children for the last time. I'm done with this conversation."
Akira turned to leave, her long ponytail swishing behind her. The triplets followed close behind, Stellen still grinning as she tucked her Zany pad into her pocket. As they reached the door, Akira turned back to Mrs. Johnson and said
"And by the way, being a 'wild woman' is the least of your worries. You should be more concerned about your own reputation... and your job."
Mrs. Johnson's face turned white with rage and humiliation, but Akira just smiled sweetly and continued.
"I'll make sure to have a word with the school board about your... unprofessional behavior. I'm sure they'll be very interested in hearing about the way you've treated me and my children."
The triplets giggled and whispered to each other as they followed Akira out of the office, leaving Mrs. Johnson seething with anger and embarrassment. As they walked down the hallway, Akira turned to them and said.
"Don't worry, kids. We'll find a better school for you. One that appreciates your talents and doesn't discriminate against single mothers."
Stellen grinned and hugged Akira's arm.
"Thanks, Mom. We're glad to be leaving this place behind." The other two triplets nodded in agreement, and the four of them walked out of the school together, ready to start a new chapter in their lives.
Back at home Akira was tired after dealing with that she took off her silk gloves and she sighed her eyes narrowed for a moment she shook her head.
"Mama are you alright?" The triplets asked.
"Yes you guys play with each other."
Akira smiled weakly and nodded, her eyes still narrowed from the stress of the day.
"Just give Mommy a minute, okay? I need to rest." She walked over to the couch and collapsed onto the soft cushions, letting out a deep sigh as she closed her eyes. The triplets nodded and went to play in the next room, leaving Akira to her well-deserved rest.
A week later Akira was at the cafe today she felt like to have a peaceful day without worry she was busy looking out the window in deep thought. She was sipping her hot tea as she flipped through pages of magazines she threw them to side and she opened her Nieno device the holographic screen flicked as she read through the news any thing exciting but nothing court her beautiful attention.
"Oh my gosh did you hear?"
"What?" A woman asked. "You know the House of Zhekova Dynasty not even the royal families all over different galaxies dare not mess with them," a woman said.
"Oooh yes!"
Akira's eyes snapped back to the present, her attention caught by the mention of the House of Zhekova Dynasty. She listened intently as the women continued to gossip, her expression unreadable.
"What's going on with the House of Zhekova?" Akira asked, her voice neutral, but her eyes gleaming with interest. The women turned to her, eager to share the latest news and rumors about the powerful and feared dynasty.