"I'm back." Casually, Sayako calls out as she swiftly shuts the door entering her home where she is greeted by Kazz knelt down over to Hikaru, whining when Kazz holds his face, trying to wipe the mud off making Sayako furrow her brow at the sight.
"Welcome home." Kazz calls out.
"Hey sis." Muffled, her brother calls out wincing when Kazz stops drying him off.
"Come on tiger the bath's ready go on." Gently, Kazz pushes him up the stairs as he complies, nodding shyly before scuttling up the steps heading for his bath.
"You're back early." Sayako notes, glancing over at his fleeting figure climbing up the stairs, noting Kazz kneeling down, cleaning up his desk of mud and clay or something, not even she knows the artistic direction her brother has taken.
"I've decided to finally take that vacation time off." Smiling, Kazz reveals chuckling.
"You serious?" Sayako's eyes narrow, her brow furrowed.
"Yep. They were happy to hand it over, seems building up those weeks of relaxation really has helped now." Cheekily, Kazz winks smirking as he makes his way to the back, sliding the door to the side revealing their sandy garden, noting the stoic stones littered around like a barrier separating the sandy training ground and the greenery around, floral sprouted all over the place noting a faint pond to the side making her furrow her brow.
"Wait you're going to train me?" Stunned, Sayako stops in her steps, further furrowing her brow when seeing him lean over to the old clock opening it hearing the click of the father clock echoing only to falter when he leans into the cabinet of sorts taking out his blade before dropping down to the sandy floor below.
"I saw what happened with your eye. I know we never really focused on your sub space quirk but now's the time to see it through." Confidently, Kazz declares, hands on hips, smirking smugly. He turns to face Sayako.
"Do we have to?" Groaning, Sayako slumps her shoulders, joining her father's side on the battlefield.
"Look you're confident in your fibres which is great, but your eye could help a lot. So tell me what does it do?" Kazz questions Sayako who further furrows her brow at the thought of her eye, her fingertips gingerly brushing against the side of her eye.
"You have it you should know." Bitterly, Sayako scowls crossing her arms over her chest.
"I have my subspace spec you don't. For all we know yours could be different. With my spec space I can envelope a small area about the size of a living room with my eye, when enveloped this can allow me to slow time, the people can still strike at me, if I don't do anything along with it giving me quite the headache, the strain can do real damage up there. Anyway, this section allows me to do whatever I want in this room, I can control gravity, I can slice, cut, travel, I can do whatever I want in that select space. Yours on the other hand what can it do?" Kazz explains to Sayoko who furrows her brow, bowing in head.
"Definitely not that. Well, I don't think so…" Sayako furrows her brow, not quite sure what to make of it all. All she ever felt when in that world was gravity thrown down on her shoulders, freezing her as she would watch the phantom figures before her play out the scene, sure the more she watched the more pain she felt in her head but was that really what her father's quirk was? Who knows…?
"See there's the issue we've never explored it. We didn't have time to since it's harmless really if it were something dangerous like you fibres, we would have explored more into it. So, what can it do?" Kazz questions her.
"Well, I see people in front of me a picture of what someone is going to do but I can't move when it happens and the more I do it hurts…" Honestly, she confesses.
"So you learn to counter it is there anything else you do?" He asks her.
"I…not really, I don't feel like I can move like I'm frozen to the spot then just as the light flickers out I take off. But when I was in that space things did slow down." Unsure, she leans back further furrowing her brow at the thought.
"That's good you can predict people's attacks, see what they plan to do." Optimistically, Kazz smiles at the thought.
"But I don't know how I activated it, I was under attack and…." Frustrated, Sayako argues scowling.
"The USJ incident I take it." Kazz sighs bowing his head.
"Yeah…as soon as the world left, I felt a sharp stinging pain then…this." She gestures to her eye.
"No doubt due to how alien this quirk is to your body, your mind isn't used to using that aspect of it. Perhaps its stress or the instinct of fight and flight…" Humming, Kazz considers as Sayako is oblivious to his hand darting down to his sheath.
"May-AHH!" Screeching, Sayako cries out narrowly dodging the swift strike flipping back, seeing faint fibres of blonde descend down onto the sandy floor below.
"Well?" Kazz quirks his head to the side unfazed by his daughter gawking gaping at him.
"YOU NEARLY STABBED ME!" Enraged, she screams at him.
"Relax I wasn't going to stab you." Lazily, he dismisses her.
"Then what was that?!" Furious, she demands her eye twitching.
"Well did it slow down?" He questions her making her seethes.
"Briefly yeah." Scowling, she crosses her arms over her chest.
"So it's when you feel alarmed, stressed…we can work with that. We need to find a way to activate that space spec move…" Humming, Kazz reasons his forefingers underneath his chin.
"Are we just going to brush what you did under the rug?" Weakly, Sayako sighs, head down.
"Do you want to be ready for the festival? You can't slack off forever you know." Sternly, he slams his blade down on the floor.
"…Fine." Grumbling, she gives in slouching her shoulders.
"That's what I like to hear!" Happily, Kazz beams brightly at his little girl, raising his blade to the high heavens, a sly shimmer of a glint gleaming in his eyes, smirking sadistically at his own flesh and blood who shudders shaking from his killer glare as he lunges over, where her true training finally begins.