With the training session concluded, Sasha took her share of the spoils before headed home. It was already late evening when they stepped out of the dojo. Hours had passed fighting kobolds, but she still didn't feel tired. [i]So it seems I'm now a superhuman, huh?[/i]

She walked home after saying goodbye to Silas. Her parents were already back. Her mother came out of the kitchen and asked her where she had gone for the whole day.

"I met up with some friends, mom," Sasha lied. She sat herself at the dinner table, opposite from her father. Mr. Nakamura was reading the news on a tablet. He looked up from it briefly, scrutinizing his daughter.
"Haven't seen you this outgoing since highschool. Got yourself a boyfriend?"
"Nah dad. Just some old friends."
"I see," he said. "I'm glad you're not staying in your room all day."

Her parents were rather careful about the issue. It wasn't that they didn't care, they just wasn't sure how to approach the problem. Sasha was a stubborn girl and they didn't want to force her into doing something rash. However, after so many months of her being a shut-in, their patience was wearing thin.

"Why don't you get a job? It's not that bad. You'd have money to buy more games." Mr. Nakamura suggested, hopeful.
"Mmph," Sasha grunted in reply. Her mother came in then, holding a bowl of stew.
"Yes, darling. Isn't it stuffy in that room?"
"I think I'll be fine. You see... there maybe this job... I mean, I might start working with some friends on a job."
"Oh? What is it?"
"I'm not sure yet... I'll tell you soon."

Her parents raised an eyebrow and looked at each other. Satisfied, they dropped the topic and had dinner. Sasha returned to her room afterwards and slumped in front of her computer. It amazed her that she didn't even feel like gaming right now, even though she religiously played [i]Dungeon Busters[/i] for the past year.

"Sleep, sleep. There's more training tomorrow!"

~~~

Sasha woke up the next day fully rested. Normally that amount of physical activity would have given her sore muscles. Sitting up on her bed, legs crossed, she thought about what she was going to do for the morning. Her bedside alarm clock told her it was almost eight- an unbelievably earlier hour for her to be awake at. [i]Mom's going to give me strange looks again.[/i]

After she took a quick meal, Sasha left the house for a morning jog. She wanted to try how fast she could go, and hopefully increase her agility while she was at it. From the past battles and Genji's advice, she surmised that speed was very important in a fight.