[center][h1][color=ed1c24][u][b]K a z u o[/b][/u][/color][/h1][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]  [b]> > > Mizushima Household, Sapporo (Japan) < < <[/b]
April 7th ~~ Kazuo's Kitchen [/center][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]

[color=ed1c24]"Well it's about time I get going,"[/color] Kazuo said with a calm smile as he rose from the kitchen table. He'd just finished the huge spread of a breakfast his mother had made him and was ready for orientation and his first day at Ishin Academy.

[color=ec008c]"Are you sure? Your father was going to stop by to see you off before work,"[/color] His mother, Akane, spoke softly as he brought his plate to the sink. She'd never quite gotten on board with his father's way of thinking. She believed that he was too strict and harsh. If that wasn’t bad enough he was generally unsupportive of the choices his children, or even she, made. 

[color=ed1c24]"Yeah, he sent me a message earlier. He was called in early."[/color] Kazuo replied simply. In all due honesty, he had the feeling that even if his dad had come, things would not have gone as well as Akane might have hoped. He turned back to his mother and gave her a kiss on the cheek. [color=ed1c24]"Besides, it's not like he's ecstatic about me going into the hero course anyway."[/color] The young man continued on to the front of the house where he knelt down to slip his shoes on. 

[color=ec008c]"Okay, well, at the very least call Natsumi later. She wants to talk to you." [/color]

Kazuo couldn't help, but laugh at this. [color=ed1c24]"Really?"[/color] It wasn't like he didn't understand the sentiment or her excitement that he was also pressing onward into the world of heroics. But he couldn't help but wonder what else his sister could possibly have to say that she hadn't conveyed in any of her 143 messages.[color=ed1c24] "Okay,"[/color] he chuckled a bit more. [color=ed1c24]"I'll do it at lunch or something."[/color] He finally said after a soft slap to the back of his head by his doting mother. And so, without another word he was on his way to the beginning of his journey as a hero-in-training. 

[center][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]  [b]> > > Ishin Academy, Sapporo (Japan) < < <[/b]
April 7th ~~ School Grounds [/center][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]

Kazuo sighed as he approached Ishin Academy, pushing open the doors to the building in order to make his way toward the auditorium of this seemingly prestigious school. In truth, he was a bit nervous about his starting here, even if it didn’t show. He hadn’t heard anything in particular, but he was pretty sure nobody he knew in any notable form would be joining him at the school. Still, this could be more liberating than he gave credit. Here he wasn't anything more than another face in the crowd. Still, if he wanted to make a mark and really continue to seriously pursue his dream, he’d need to do something. He had to make himself stand out as he was sure so many other heroes once had to do when they were in his position. The young man was prepared for whatever this place might throw at him, though he had something of an idea of what might be coming his way considering the old man had pushed so hard for him to come to this school if he wasn't going to become a police officer. 

[color=ed1c24]”I don’t know what he’s planning, but one thing’s for sure,”[/color] the young man spoke to nobody as he navigated his way to the auditorium, [color=ed1c24]”I’m not gonna let anything get in my way.”[/color] He smirked pounding his right fist into the open palm of his left hand. 

Luckily, he was alone for this brief bit of psyching himself up. Thus, there was nothing left for him to do. He was at the auditorium. People were already there. So, that was something. Although it was already clear that some were already having full blown conversations. He wasn’t planning on busting in just yet. Besides, it’d been a long day, even if the day has just begun, and he wanted to see how things might be and what they would be like. His ears perked up here and there at varying voices, though he made no outward expression of interest. 

[color=ed1c24]“Looks like this is gonna be more interesting than I thought.”[/color] He said to nobody in particular as he made his way to an empty seat. As he sat down he reached into the pocket of the jersey of his school uniform and pulled out a jawbreaker. He squeezed the empty part of the wrapped and used a bit of his strength to pop it open via the air trapped inside. It flew up a few feet as he took the seat and leaned back, throwing his feet up on the empty chair in front of him. The jawbreaker came down landing in his mouth almost perfectly, he’d had to move his head a bit to the side to actually catch it, once he was in a more relaxed position. 

[color=ed1c24]”Hope this thing starts soon.”[/color] He mumbled as he moved the candy from one side of his mouth to the other, pulling out his phone to scroll through some of his sister’s messages. How did her head never explode from the sheer carnage that was her train of thought? He laughed a bit to himself.