Marcel’s POV
“Morning everyone,” Akira says, and they all greet her. “No one greeted me,” I mumble, but mom heard me and chuckles. “Morning my baby boy, come here.” She says and pulls me into her arms and I chuckle. “We were actually waiting for you. You need to learn to use each other’s abilities,” Dad says.
“Emiko said the same thing. We are ready,” I say, and dad nods. We warm up first and run around the training field before we test Akira’s fighting ability. She has all of Emiko’s memories, so she should be able to access her fighting techniques too. Before we start, dad hands Akira a long gold box.
“I thought you might need this for training.” He says, and she opens it and her katana is inside. “Thank you dad,” she says and kisses his cheek and he chuckles. “You are welcome, we bro
