“two-fifty-one… two-fifty-two… two-fifty-three…” Susumu panted and groaned as he struggled to reach the goal set before him by the "demoness" overseeing his training. The warm and muggy morning air did him no favors as he struggled sweated heavily under the body used as a weight to increase the strength training. The body in question, flipped a page of her medical book idly as she used the heel of her foot to keep her balanced and her spine in alignment with his. “Keep it up, dear, you're nearly there. A few mile jogs around the building and you’ll be free until the matches for the day are over” she said almost nonchalantly. Flipping another page in her tomb that displayed a detailed diagram of the human heart. More child-like grunts could be heard throughout the courtyard of the inn that housed most, if not all, the visitors from Kumogakure. The place was currently akin to that of a ghost town. Many children and adults alike were out enjoying the pre-match festivities the country prepared for their well-esteemed visitors. Well... most everyone, except the young Kogami-Shinrya Susumu and his mother.
“Two-sixty-one… come on mom,” he cried desperately. “I said I was sorry! Everyone else is out having fun right now. Wouldn’t you rather be doing the same?” he half asked half begged as he completed two more push-ups. The sweat dripped off his face, his shirt long since drenched for the rigorous morning training.
This had been his life from the moment he was on the boat with his mother and father on the way to Tea. In the morning, his mother forced him through grueling training, released him for the afternoon, and then he was required to be back to their family room by evening to go over his studies he failed to participate in when they were still at the academy.
“Everyone else didn’t jump from a fifth floor window just to avoid his mother.” Kahako said, remembering with brief irritation at how absolutely terrified she was at the time, seeing Susumu nearly fall to his almost certain death, headfirst. Not only had he been skipping school, but the entire stunt to avoid talking to the teacher…
Only her son… why was it only her son?
At the last pushup, Kahako quickly stood up and closed her book, as Susumu promptly collapsed on the pavement in a heaving mess. “Oh come now, you do thrice that back at home.”
“But it’s so hoooooooot and this is so boring…” the boy cried in reply into the stone beneath him. Kahako sighed, fanning herself with her book as she stared down at him, feeling a little guilty at how strict she had to be. “Fine… you only have to do six laps around the building instead of ten. And take a short break to stretch your muscles before running and get some water.” Susumu made a noise of half-relief, half-dismay before pulling himself up off the ground and walking over to the table they commandeered at breakfast. “Don’t drink too much!” Kahako cautioned, following him and retaking her earlier position under the shade.
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