Martial Arts System
chapter-179

Alena was talking with Johnson and June.

Julia fidgeted around, trying to find any conversation topic to talk with Ichiro.

Ichiro was looking at his phone, which had news about some Ron and Obese pirating works from some Editors Association.

'Hmm, there was these kinds of guys in my previous life... What happened to them... Oh right, they got shot.' Ichiro shrugged and closed his phone.

He put it back in his pocket.

''U-Umm.'' Julia finally opened her tiny mouth.

''Hmm?'' Ichiro looked at her, and his gaze made her even shyer.

''I-I like your pictures,'' Julia said shyly with a blush on her cheeks.

''Pictures? What?'' Ichiro raised an eyebrow in confusion.

Julia looked at him in surprise, ''Y-You don't know?''

''Know what?'' Ichiro furrowed his brows.

Julia clumsily took her pink-colored phone with bunny cover and opened the screen.

The wallpaper was a photo of shirtless Ichiro.

Julia blushed and hoped that Ichiro didn't think she was a weird girl.

Ichiro looked at the picture with a twitching eyebrow.

'I remember that scene... JORDAN!' Ichiro's eyes went bloodshot.

Julia put the phone back in her pocket and looked at him shyly, ''I-It's very good picture.''

Ichiro covered his face and sighed, ''Thanks... I guess.''

Julia nodded quickly with a sweet smile on her face.

''Ichiro, where did you go today?'' Alena asked curiously.

Johnson and June looked towards Ichiro.

''I visited the school with Azura,'' Ichiro replied with a tired face.

''How is Azura? We haven't seen her for a long time.'' June asked curiously.

''She is doing good, she is... Very close with Ichiro,'' Alena said with a slight blush.

She remembered the two scenes, and she had a hunch that Ichiro and Azura might have crossed the final line.

''Oh.'' June had a teasing smile.

Julia pouted and started sulking.

Ichiro stood up from the couch— he bowed and said, ''It was nice meeting you all.''

June gently smiled.

Ichiro left the living room and went towards his temporary room.

Julia watched as he left.

Alena saw the way Julia was looking at him.

The same look as Azura has.

She sighed and shook her head, 'I hope Azura and Julia don't meet... That will be a bloodbath.'

Ichiro entered his room and sat down on his bed.

He opened his Inventory and took the Book of Etiquette from there.

He started reading it— he has done this past few days.

Ichiro had no idea, but his eyes was glowing on silver every time he was reading it.

Also, in the back of his head, a small portion of his hair turned white.

But, his eyes and hair turns normal after he stops reading.

Five hours later.

He was still reading, but then the door to his room was opened.

He turned his head towards the door, and his silver eyes and the small portion of white hair turned normal.

Ichiro was a beautiful black-haired girl with blue eyes walking with an angry face.

She had an exquisite-looking face, like a peerless treasure. She had beautiful long black hair with delicate-looking eyebrows and a cute pointed nose.

She has blue eyes with gentle-looking eyelashes. Her smooth-looking skin made her look like a porcelain doll with smooth-looking lips, and she was wearing the school outfit of High School of Fighting.

Her figure wasn't a perfect hourglass body— instead, it was petite with small breasts.

It was Azura.

Azura stomped towards the bed.

Ichiro looked confused, but then Azura sat next to Ichiro and locked his lips with hers.

*Smooch*

''Mm...'' Ichiro widened his eyes, but Azura kissed her even with more strength.

Her tongue slowly started invading his mouth and started battling with his tongue.

A few minutes later, Azura separated her lips and had a bright red face.

''Huff... Huff...'' She was panting heavily— she sat on Ichiro's lap and put her soft arms over Ichiro's shoulders.

''What is it?'' Ichiro asked with slight rough breathing.

Azura bit her lip.

She met Julia not long ago.

She was beautiful enough to make Azura wary of her, but then she heard that Ichiro was sitting next to her for over an hour!

Julia had a smug smile when she said that, and Azura angrily ran towards Ichiro's room.

''I met Julia.'' She said with a cold tone.

Ichiro nodded, ''And?''

''I don't like her,'' Azura said with a chilling voice.

''Why?'' Ichiro tilted his head, ''She seems sweet girl.''

Azura pinched his cheeks angrily, ''IS THAT SO?''

''Oww...'' Ichiro rubbed his cheek, ''Yes?''

Azura clenched her fists— she stood up and started walking towards the door, ''DUMMY!''

*BAM*

The door was slammed shut.

Ichiro was still rubbing his painful cheeks.

''I fucked up...'' He stood up and left the room.

He walked towards Azura's room and knocked on the door few times.

*Knock* *Knock*

''Azura, are you there?'' Ichiro asked, but no sound came.

He opened the door and saw a figure lying on the bed underneath a blanket.

He closed the door and walked next to the bed.

He saw a black-haired girl lying on the bed without looking at him.

Her eyes were shut, but she was obviously still awake.

Ichiro lied down on the bed and went closer to Azura's petite figure.

''I am sorry...'' Ichiro whispered to her.

He doesn't know what he did wrong, but he knows that it's just better to apologize.

''Sorry for what?'' Azura's voice came— she was pouting.

Ichiro sweatdropped, 'She is smart!'

Azura was waiting for his answer.

Ichiro decided to move his body closer to her, he hugged her petite figure, and his hot breath tickled Azura's soft neck.

Azura bit her lip, trying to resist her moans.

Her anger instantly disappeared, and she melted like ice cream.

She let Ichiro's warm body hug her. Even though the room is pretty warm, she still feels more comfortable in Ichiro's embrace.

Ichiro kissed her soft neck and whispered, ''I am sorry...''

Azura turned her body and looked at him with her bright blue eyes, ''I am sorry for being childish...''

Ichiro chuckled and touched her nose with his, ''I like that part of you.''

Azura smiled sweetly— she put her head on his chest and closed her eyes.

Ichiro felt her falling asleep.

He wiped his sweat and sighed.

'Mission completed.'