"Like mother, like daughter"

From there, Reina stood confidently and brightly smiling, her toned physique highlighted by the simplicity of her attire.

Wrapped snugly around her chest is a sarashi cloth, accentuating her athletic build and conveying a sense of traditional strength. Over the sarashi cloth, she wore a vibrant red hooded jacket, left open to reveal her wrapped chest beneath. The jacket's bold color contrasts strikingly with her black leggings that fit her legs like a second skin, emphasizing her lithe and muscular frame.

Her overall appearance exudes a blend of traditional Japanese toughness, unique beauty and modern tomboyish flair, creating a compelling and dynamic presence.

Reina rushed towards me, still brightly smiling, her eyes filled with admiration and love.

"You're badass, bro." Reina commented, wanting to caress my bicep but hesitating.

I noticed her wanting to caress my bicep, but I ignored since nothing happened that I didn't like.

"I didn't know you learned how to fight." She added admiringly.

"I trained in London for a bit." I replied.

"You kicked his ass like you didn't just train for a bit." Reina joked

"Anyway, how's the wound on your forearm?" She hurriedly asked, concerned.

I showed my forearm to her, and the wound was fixed.

Reina sighed in relief.

Then, she handed me a packed tofu, miso and vegetables in one container and a cold canned coffee.

"Here, eat this first, bro, then we'll start training." Reina happily said.

"Thank you, Reina." I appreciated her.

"Oh, don't thank me. Okasan made and packed it for you." Reina credited her mother.

"But I got the coffee for you, though." Reina chuckled.

I smiled at her subtly.

"How about your food?" I asked her.

"I already packed some for me." Reina smiled.

"And what about those ninjas?" I asked her again, suspiciously.

"Oh, them?" Reina exclaimed, uninterested.

"Okasan pays them to guard our house day and night." She explained.

"Ok." I replied shortly.

Just as we were about to sit on the bench to eat our food, the same gym manager approached us.

"Reina-san!" The gym manager called for her as if he saw the love of his life.

"Ugh!" Reina exclaimed in disgust.

But Reina ignored him, and we still went to the bench to eat our food.

Reina sat in front me cross-legged like a child.

We opened our containers, and the food smelled good. The chopsticks were already on our hands, but the gym manager finally approached us.

"Reina-san! Why is that man with you?" He asked in Japanese, suprised.

Reina grunted and didn't respond to him.

"He made a commotion inside your gym, we should kick him out!" He raised his voice, distressed.

"Her gym? Yeah, I'm not so suprised anymore." I thought.

"You stay here, I'll call the police." The gym manager suggested.

As he was about to call the police, Reina swiftly grabbed his cellphone and threw it on the ground, smashing it to pieces.

The gym manager shrieked.

I'm suprised, this girl is fast and not to be messed with.

"Get out of my face." Reina muttered, infuriated.

The gym manager hurriedly bowed in front of her as if his life was threatened.

"Gomenasai!" He yelled and hurriedly left us alone.

I sense a lot of gazes upon us. Thanks to my enhanced hearing, they murmered to each other, they whispered to each other, they gossiped to each other while Reina and I were eating.

Based on what I heard, I feel like they were suprised and scared by Reina's sudden outburst.

I looked at Reina, she was happily and peacefully eating her food.

"Like mother, like daughter, this girl probaby has her own secrets too." I thought.

We finished eating and stood up from the bench.

"Stay here, I'll put these to trash." She offered.

She picked up the empty containers and went to the trash bin.

Suddenly, someone barged in and shouted.

"Kojima-sama, there he is!"