Ironically, My mom is her

Year 5 Month 6

It has been a year since I start to truly learn the tempest style and 5 and a half years since I was reborn into this world.

Time surely feel fast if you doing something that you like. Over time, despite my laziness and my goal to laze around in the future, I'm starting to fall in love with martial arts and the daily training of it, drawing and singing. And I'm getting better at all of the three of it.

I admit that I was originally only actively diligent at these three because these three are the key for me to become the master of laziness without worrying about my living expenses in the future. But I truly love doing all of the three.

But thinking about my bright (a future full of laziness) future, I become giddy.

Does an enemy want to kill me? With a flick of my legs, the enemy will blow away. I want to eat a luxurious meal? with a flick of a phone, people will be running through the door of my home bringing delicious foods. Stuck at beginner rank inside the MOBA like AOV, mobile legend or League of Legend? With a flick of posts, people will be fighting each other to get a chance to carry me to the highest rank.

Imagining all of that brings a blissful expression.

"Genji, What is wrong with your face? Thinking of slacking the cleaning duty again?" A voice suddenly interrupted my blissful state.

Arashi Taiga, A man in the middle of his thirties, standing tall at almost 200 CM, Tan skinned and wearing dark blue yukata with two short swords hanging in his hip. He got Black hair and honey brown colour eyes. He is my father.

"Nope father, I didn't think how I will skip my cleaning duty this time. I'm just thinking how blissful it is in the future for me to laze around without you around nagging me to do my cleaning duty" I answered his statement

"Cheeky brat you are. " He said

"So why are you looking at me, dad? I have done my morning training, and I have finished my cleaning duty" I asked him

"Your mother will be here soon. She will be joining us at lunch. Your preparation has finished right?" asked him

Ahh right, The Mysterious lady that brought me back to the land of the living. Giving me a second chance at life (Nope, she is not. It's the being that gave you second chance). I wonder who she is.

She must be at the very least an Advance level Master Class fighter if my grandpa and father agreed and gave their permission for her to bring me with her to train me.

"Okay, father. Yes, I have finished packaging my belonging, I don't have many, to begin with," I answered him.

" Good. Remember to follow her instruction, She is very strong. Now come with me to the kitchen and prepare for lunch. It will be your last meal with us for a while" My father said to me.

Huft. Kitchen. My wish may be to increase all of my talents, but if my talents are horrible, to begin with, increasing my talents by a small margin will not make a difference. And it so happened that my talent at cooking is so horrible, that even after the increase of my talents, food of my cooking will only paralyze you for a minute at best.

and my father knew about my horrible skill at cooking. He is, after all, the one that forced to learn how to cook. What if you are stranded on a deserted island? he said at the time. But after several days of trying to teach me how to cook, he declared that I can't cook edible food, and it will need a miracle for me to be able to cook edible food.

So when he said that I need to follow him, he want me to help to bring the food to the dining hall. and that we do.

After we arrived at the dining hall, I saw the empty dining hall.

"Where are the others?" I asked the father. When I asked, I saw a complicated expression on his face

"your uncle and his family, alongside your grandma are.. taking a vacation? Umu.. let's go with that!" answered him.

His answer is suspicious. Very very suspicious. didn't he say that it will be the last meal between me and the clan before I went with my mother? And what with his expression? Don't tell me that he is scared of his mother?

As I was thinking that, the door leading to the dining hall opened once again showing my grandpa with a smiling face and a beautiful woman.

Seeing her made me surprised because I know her.

youthful-looking for her advanced age, she appears as a beautiful woman in her late 20's to early '30s. She is slender in the frame yet exceptionally voluptuous with long shapely legs, wide hips, round rear, slim waistline, and a considerably well-endowed bosom. She has brown eyes and flowing black hair that reaches her lower back and bangs that hang over her face. She is using sexy Miko like clothes. She shows an expressionless expression on her face.

Kushinada Mikumo. She is my mother. One of the reasons why I'm interested in jujutsu.

I wonder how my father managed to bang her, giving birth to me.

Irony oh Irony