Police Commissioner, Marshall.

Inside Martial Arts Building.

In one of the locker rooms.

A flicker of light was seen in the dimly lit room.

On one of the benches, a black-haired youth was sitting in a fighting uniform, which consisted of a white short-sleeved shirt and baggy pants.

He was currently gathering his thoughts before the start of the Martial Rank test.

Ichiro's eyelids were calmly shut, and the sound of calm breathing left from his mouth.

His eyelids slowly opened, and he looked right in front of him, where a small mirror was located.

The mirror was nailed to the wall with four screws.

Ichiro could clearly see the shadowy outline of his face.

''Whew…'' He shook his head and took his shoes from the bench.

Once he finished putting them on his feet, he heard a knocking sound coming from the door.

*Knock* *Knock*

Ichiro didn't answer yet and kept twiddling his fingers to calm his nerves.