The booming voice of Budo seemed to echo throughout the hallways of the cream painted school — He needed to properly motivate his apprentices, of course!

With his arms loosely crossed over his chest, Budo watched on, as his club members diligently sparred, ready to improve and learn at every moment.

Though, the ring of the school bell indicated that all students must departure to their classrooms; which Budo didn’t mind. Thankfully, school didn’t seem like a laborious and stressful chore, he enjoyed learning, and helping others, too.

A few hours swiftly passed by, which was clear by the crowds of uniformed students sauntering to the roof, or in front of their club rooms to eat — Budo was no different, and gleefully sat down next to his club members on the varnished wooden benches.

The box of bento looked almost too good to eat, but he needed his proper intake of protein, so he couldn’t worry about destroying the contents of the bento box. Budo continued to appreciatively chow down on his food, listening to the conversations of the other pupils, simply out of curiosity.