Chapter 5: Rising Dragon Ryu!

[RISE AND SHINE SOLDIER! UP AND AT-UM BIG B-]

Smack! Shit it is too early, and what world am I in?! Naturally I turned off that alarm and can tell it's still dark out.

I see my eyes are blurry, so I reach for my glasses and put them on, and I am greeted with the Rising Dragon in the white sheets.

"Okay, the other-world memories make me want to cry. I normally woke up with my dick in a woman, or her mouth, and now, I got nothing but my hands. Fuck that lecherous elf bastard!"

I sit up to get my mind in order. So transplanted memories are strange, because I basically had everything already chosen for me and could not make any choice on my own.

I definitely would have made different choices if I was in that guy's shoes. But, I did learn and experience a lot of things, like how to get up and improve myself!

I unplugged my phone from its charger, and I don't want to ever start my day without 100% battery.

Also changing the battery does not help the phone or trying to charge it during the day. Pal, the Hypnosis App does not allow cheating with his Godly Power.

That is right, you did not hear me wrongly. The power of the Hypnosis App is very-much a Godly Power. This thing is so strong, it would even affect the Biblical God if he was still alive! Yes, even Great Red and Ophis can be hypnotized by Pal!

"Alright, let's do my morning jog around my neighborhood. Can't take my glasses off for that, or Truck-kun can get me easily, ha-ha."

So, I bought a holster for my smartphone while I run, and I got a music-player for my enjoyment. Thankfully I can now listen to my old world music again.

My family is still sleeping, so I am quiet as I lock up the house behind me.

Running slowly in the early light, I decided to find the Dojo I found online last night. It's a traditional old style of Karate for real fights and not competition. The Dojo is run by Teacher Tsubasa. This master actually teaches a modified Shotokan Karate, for real life battle.

(A/N Shotokan Karate was popular in the video game Street Fighter. In real life when I was younger, I learned a style very close to it, but for this story this is what I choose for your imagination.)

Honestly, I don't remember this Dojo, but the master's name seemed familiar to me. Well the online reviews for his teaching was good, and his price is reasonable, so I will sign up later.

I look into the building and I see its wide open storefront and a second level that must be where he lives. It's common for businesses to be a home and store combo like this.

"So his Karate uniforms are red in color, that's cool, I hate the standard white and black. I wonder if he is like copying Goku from Dragon-ball or something, he-he, maybe he is a bit Chuunibyou?"

(A/N Chuunibyou (8th grade Syndrome) is hard to describe, though it would align with someone acting overly obnoxious and confident. Said person may also believe that they are more badass than they actually are and that they also have special powers.)

When I was running home I noticed one of those alcohol vending-machines, and the damnedest thing happened to me!

I stare and am actually drooling at all the choices, mostly beer, but my stupid Elf life makes me want a drink really bad, damn! Shit, I am an alcoholic and I have not drank in this life yet, but I did in my dream world, shit.

I fight the urge and go home. I did not notice the other person running on the other-side of the street heading in the direction I came, but they took notice of my hard work and dedication.

After a hot-shower, I joined my family at the table and told them my plans for the day. My parents told me to not overdo it and be safe.

So on my way to sign up at the Dojo, I stopped by the glasses shop again and ordered two pairs of wraparound sports glasses that wrap around the head. It looks stupid, but it's good for any sport and martial arts.

Before I entered the Dojo I said to no one.

"I think with my blade and staff experience from his memories, the club I will go with is going to be Ken-do. I think they have a boys ken-do or is it coed?"

Ding Ding! The door chime went off, and I walked into the place in the waiting area. Soon a large Japanese man in a worn red-Karate-uniform came to greet me.

"Hey there son, my name is Ken Tsubasa, but I also go by Teacher, how can I help you this morning?"

I give him a respectful bow and introduce myself.

"I am Motohama Ryu and I am here to join the Dojo. I am ready to join anytime."

He is almost 6 feet tall and reminds me of a blue-haired Yakuza boss but with a friendly vibe. He looks at me and asks.

"Any previous experience?"

Well he will notice my battle experience from my Elf life, so I will say.

"I just have rough natural talent but nothing formal. My body is weak and I need to get stronger. But in the past, I had bully issues, so I have some instinctive ability."

"As long as your parents are okay with it, then welcome aboard. Let's sign you up and get your uniforms, and don't forget the payment after the first trial week."

Thud, grin! I slam down the stack of money I grabbed from those thugs and say.

"Don't worry about the free week, Here is two years of tuition in advance! Let's get started, he-he!"

The middle-aged man smiles at my confidence and says.

"Alright kid, let's get you in the changing-room and get all the gear you will need and let's start now, ha-ha!"

So for the next two hours he gave me my introductory lesson and told me all the rules. I truly listened to every word due to this being important.

When he tested me for ability, he was dumbfounded. He could tell I had real combat experience, but a fragile-body that did not match.

He told me it's like a world champion was put in a coma for ten years, and had atrophied muscles, but his mind was sharp.

So he told me the first thing we are working on is building my body for martial arts and not other activities.

When I looked bummed, he laughed and said.

"No Ryu this is a blessing in disguise, because now you can mold your body for actual combat and not build unnecessary body mass where you don't need it! Give me a year and you will be a real man by the time I am done with you. Plus your right, your mind is sharp in its reactions in a fight, but your body is just holding you back. So let me give you a workout and meal plan for you to do. This will work with your school hours as well."

I nod to everything he says and fully understand due to my rich combat years. I then ask.

"Should I take Ken-do for my club activity?"

Teacher Tsubasa shook his head no, and told me. If this story is on any-other site than Scribble Hub, then it was stolen without permission!

"No, that is a terrible idea. What they teach is sport fighting. It will teach you very-bad fighting habits and make your growth here unstable. Just do something that would expand your mind or art. Now come back later for evening class, and I will get more lessons in for you before your Kuoh Academy starts, ha-ha. Actually my daughter is going there this year, so you might meet her sometime. Well get out of here so I can eat lunch, see you Ryu!"

So I got changed and put all my new gear away in my new gym-bag, and went home! I am super excited for this form of fighting, he-he!

After I left the Dojo, in the back office the door opened. Then out came a girl, who was drying her wet-hair with a towel.

The office has one-way-glass so you can work in peace, but still see the class going on and if anyone comes in.

Yura Tsubasa is a tall girl with blue, shoulder-length hair and matching eyes. She is a beauty with what is considered a handsome-face for a woman. She is a tomboy that you want to date.

"Ah, Yura, did you watch the new student? He is going to your new school and he is in the same year as you."

"Yes father, I actually saw him running this morning. He seems to be in a hurry to get strong. But, I could see like me, he has skill, but his body just does not match his skills. I can tell, if he was fit, I might be defeated by him."

He nods to his daughter and says.

"When I get done with that boy, he might even be able to take over for me, ha-ha!"

Whoosh, Snap! Yura snaps the towel at her fathers nipple, hitting it perfectly!

"Ah! Dammit Yura, that is not funny, sniff!"