(3rd person POV)
Days passed and became weeks, weeks passed and became months, months passed and became years, and years passed and now Kai's 4-years-old. Let's see what our little fella's doing right now.
Kai is currently practicing his breathing, he's steadily using the pattern as good as he can to not strain his body while also increasing his intake of oxygen. He's been doing that since a year ago since he felt his lungs were strong enough.
Of course his first attempts were...messy, he coughed and gagged a lot and worried his parents who thankfully thought he gets colds very easily.
The feeding was also an issue, I'll drop it at that. Overall he looked the same and felt somewhat the same, cept for a few hormonal and emotional side-effects, like getting teary if he's alone for long or subconsciously making noised when playing with his toys.
And now it's time for one of the biggest challenges for a toddler…
(Kai POV)
"You're going to preschool." My dad said while I ate my ice cream.
"Wut?" I looked at him confused.
"Preschool, a nice place with other kids and toys and games…" He started to trail off.
'Oh…right…yay…' I thought as I feel that things are going to be weird.
Truth to be told, I'm not exactly fond of studying at all. I like reading here and there but actively study is not my forte, I don't hate it but I would rather run 10 laps around the neighborhood rather than study.
Alas, twas not my choice anyway so I better go and do what ANY normal kid does in these situations.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!" I threw a tantrum.
Don't look at me like that, I barely act as a baby as I am, I need to do 2 or 3 childish acts per day in order to not look suspicious, at least till I'm 10 and go full "8th grade syndrome" for the sake of my maturity.
I guess I couldn't complain much anyway, I do want to make some friends, even though most of them are going to be WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYY below my mental matureness---ooh! A blue butterfly just flew by!
…
Arriving at the preschool dressed in my stereotypical Japanese toddler uniform I notice that maybe it's because this is an anime Japan but things look way better than they did in my past school.
There was a full box filled to the brim with crayons of different colors, lots of toys that looked new and the best part was that there was a nap time, gotta admit, things are doing quite nicely.
Presentations were a bit of what you'd expect of kids, "I'll be a hero", "I'll be a princess" yada-yada-yada, I just said some of the same and started talking to my peers. Most of them didn't know how to read or count past 10 but it wasn't bad.
We played heroes VS villains and I think they liked my roleplaying skills since they asked me to change each time we played, yes, we played the same game 10 times in a row before lunch ended.
Overall it was a nice day, now we had nap time, which is weird because I don't feel----
*THUD*
(Kai has blacked out.)
*COUGH* *COUGH*, Yeah, ignore that.
I actually had forgotten how nice it was being a kid, living without a care, playing all day and laughing for every fart-like noise that was heard because that's just how low the sense of humor kids tend to have.
Yep, just a perfectly nice day.
The day ended and I was picked by my dad, I said my goodbyes and left the kindergarten.
"So, how was you first day Kai?" My dad asked me as he tucks me my booster seat.
"I had lots o' fun! I played a lot, slept a lot and learned that bees make honey!" I answered with all the excitement a kid should have.
"That's great son, guess it wasn't that bad now was it?" My dad asks with a teasing tone.
I puff my cheeks "I didn't cried that much…" I pouted.
"Haha! Today's a great day." My dad cheers as he drives us home.
Now, I think its time for me to address something that everyone should be made aware of.
The Breathing Techniques.
I don't really know why I was given these by Wexof but they were a nice bonus, I can't wait to see how it pairs up with my quirk.
(A/N: Who's gonna tell him? Me or you, reader?)
BTW my quirk check is scheduled for the next month, anyway, the reason as to why I'm just barely starting the breathing techniques is mostly due to my body, it's small, it's not strong enough, there's a buttload of reasons to NOT do the techniques.
Yes, I know that Yoriichi Tsugikuni did that throughout his whole life, but here's the thing, I'm not some "Blessed Honored One" in a Wuxia Fantasy novel, I'm just a normal human, nothing more, nothing less.
(What Kai doesn't know is that Wexof subtly altered the Breathing Techniques to better adapt to the world of Quirks.)
(Unlike their original form, these techniques don't merely enhance performance in the moment — they continuously influence the body's long-term development. At a low, controlled level, they promote gradual reinforcement of both bones and muscles, allowing the body to grow stronger as it matures, rather than forcing sudden, dangerous gains.)
(This means that, over the years, Kai's body will naturally adapt to higher physical loads. Not overnight, not effortlessly — but steadily. By the time he reaches his twenties, assuming consistent practice and proper conditioning, his body will be capable of supporting and exerting forces far beyond normal human limits, potentially allowing him to carry loads approaching ten times his own bodyweight under optimal conditions.)
(On top of that, Kai's body is already unusual in its own way. His bone and muscle density are well above average — a rare congenital trait rather than a supernatural blessing. If one were to compare it, Mitsuri Kanroji's physique would be the closest analogy: an outwardly normal appearance masking an abnormally dense and resilient internal structure.)
(The reason Kai hasn't realized this yet is simple. The more obvious signs only began to manifest recently, and he has never seriously tested his strength. He doesn't break furniture, bend metal, or push his body to failure — so the discrepancy between his appearance and his physical potential has gone unnoticed.)
(Even so, this does not place him anywhere near the biological anomaly that was Yoriichi Tsugikuni. Kai's strength is not divine, instinctual, or limitless. It is the result of favorable genetics, careful adaptation, and time — nothing more, and nothing less.)
Huh, I must've spaced out while thinking…anyway, I arrive at our home. My new home is a house in the neighborhood, it has a nice orange roof with a chimney, there's a small garden of roses that my mother tends, the garage is off-limits as per my dad's orders.
My room is across from my parent's and I'm allowed to sleep with them whenever I'm "scared" but I mainly do that when I need help waking up early to "play".
And by "Play" I mean train.
I run to my backyard with my trusty toy swords in hand and practice my swings. Hey, don't judge, if a kid asks you for a wooden sword or a real sword it is weird, besides, I just want to develop muscle memory for when I get some real swords.
My dad watches me from the living room and smiles before immersing himself into work, I still need to ask my parents what their jobs and quirks are but I've been postponing that for a long time and I don't know why, procrastination is one's truest enemy.
(A/N: Who hasn't had that problem?)
Back to training. I look at my training dummy, a big tree in the backyard, and run at it, using Water Breathing my body relaxes and I feel extremely loose, as if I could trip or fall and it wouldn't matter because I would still get up without losing momentum.
'Water Surface Slash.'
I strike the tree with a clean horizontal slice, it wasn't good enough, my arms tensed a lot the moment I decided to attack and my cut wasn't clean nor straight, it was rugged uneven and completely off the mark.
I look at my toy sword and notice that there's nothing wrong with it, I guess in a society with super-kids it was natural that toy companies would increase the resistance in these things, neat.
Back to my dummy I smile and sigh, repetition is key, if I'm gonna train to be a hero then I'll need to work super hard. Pardon my childishness. So for now I'll have to repeat these moves over and over again.
I just hope I can awaken my quirk soon, it'll be so nice when I combine it with my breathing techniques.
That's going to be an awesome day!!!
(A Month later)
Today's not an awesome day ☹.