Checking her phone, Tomoko saw she had received an email from school.
It was a warning about her behavior in her last math class. Apparently, the school intended to call her parents in for a meeting to discuss her conduct.
"Good luck trying to convince my mom to show up," she muttered as she put her phone away. "It'd be easier to bring my dad back from hell than to get her back from one of her trips."
She was clearly frustrated, annoyed with the email, with school, with her mother, with everything. And the way Tomoko dealt with her anger was simple: she either lashed out at other people… or she trained.
This time, she was at the gym.
It was back day. She gripped a metal bar and began doing pull-ups, her muscles tensing sharply with each repetition.
She was good at it, very good. Without any additional weight, she performed the reps smoothly and effortlessly.
