The flavor of Gero's lemonade was raspberry. Gero wanted a liquid that had a very sweet flavor before going to Kana's karate school so he decided on going to his favorite store. Gero went to the store that sold lemonade as well meat and potatoes. It was a strange store with foods from America like their steaks. Only half finished but feeling a chill in his brain, Gero threw his lemonade plastic cup in the garbage.

Not very soon afterwards Gero reached the dojo where Kana tried to get in shape. He found the dojo from the address Kana gave him. Gero wanted to walk in there and burn off all the energy he has. Gero smiles as he looks through the window to the dojo, his surprise when he sees the inside the dojo made his smile disappear. The dojo was filled with little kids. Kids twelve and younger were fighting with weak and simple techniques. Gero viewed children as small and weak and knew they didn't have the feats Gero possessed, which made them the least intimidating opponents and a waste of Gero's time.

Gero noticed a man standing in the back. He was a tall man, six feet tall with a thick brown beard and purple eyes. His hair was brown and he had a ponytail in the back. He was wearing karate attire, a white uniform with a black sash tied around his body. The man was staring Gero in his amber eyes. One kid noticed it, then another kid noticed it soon after, and they both looked at Gero. Gero waved to them.

" Hi." The room became silent as every little boy in the dojo turned their attention on Gero and stared at him. Gero was nervous to be noticed by the teacher and his students, but he calmly continued talking. "Look at all you young karate masters working very hard just so you can one day get the crap beaten out of you."

" This is a dojo." Gero froze for five seconds after hearing the sensei's voice. "There is no shoes and socks in a dojo."

" I'm sorry, this is actually my first time inside a dojo." Gero followed the disposition of the dojo. He took off his shoes and socks leaving him with nothing but his bare feet. Half of the kids noticed Gero had a few holes in his socks. Gero then jumped up and down before asking a question. " Which one of you is the teacher of this class?"

The kids fell to their knees. Gero thought it was some kind of welcoming move, but the kids bowed when the man in the back walked towards Gero. " I am" he said. " My name is Teto Kazz."

" Hello, sensei. My name is Gero and I'm here because your student and my friend Kana can't come in today." Gero was planning on taking his friend Kana's place in today's lesson, but seeing all the little kids in the dojo changed Gero's mind. "He sends his regards and will definitely come for your next lesson. Now I'll be on my way—"

" You will not leave my dojo." Gero froze for another five seconds. His teeth were frozen wide open and he was shaking trying to stand up. One kid in the back giggled as Gero tried standing still. " The only people who walk into my dojo are those who want to train or those that want a challenge."

Gero took a deep breath when he finally got to move again. The sensei was surprisingly demanding. He was commanding Gero like one of his students to stay in his dojo. There was no person in this dojo equivalent to Gero.

" Didn't you hear me, sensei? I said Kana couldn't come to class today because he's busy. I'm leaving now." Despite Gero's second attempt of walking away the teacher stopped him with the first words that came out his mouth.

" Not so fast." Gero turned around. The kids watched their sensei tighten his black belt and rub his hands against his knuckles. He looked like he was preparing for battle. " You make a mockery of your teacher! You will face me."

Gero smiled. Fighting the sensei would be more exciting than fighting any of the students. " Very well then. I had nothing better to do today except eat sugar and go see middle age woman exercise anyways."

Gero took a stance. Gero didn't know much about the sensei but anyone who teaches karate had to be a pretty good fighter. Without warning the sensei got up close to Gero and launched a swift kick to the face. Luckily for Gero, he managed to move his head back and avoided the kick. If Gero was fighting Lucifer he would take the sensei's punch as a chance to hit him back. Gero mellowed. A punch from Gero out of rage would break his opponents' bones. Gero dazed off after dodging one punch.

Teto jumped back then after a minute ran at Gero. Teto punched Gero repeatedly, barraging him with attacks, it was blocked by Gero trusting his instincts and dodging every one of his punches. Teto was a good fighter against other opponents, but weak to Gero nonetheless.

After blocking Teto multiple times Gero fought back. Gero's fist collided into Teto's leg, he punched him. Gero's punch should of only damaged Teto a little...the sensei was falling over in pain and crying from what Gero could assume was his bones being broke. Gero just broke the teacher's bones. It could of only happened because Teto was weaker than Gero originally thought or Gero was stronger than he imagined.

" He beat sensei!" A student gasped.

" He didn't beat sensei…he destroyed sensei's body with that move!" A student who sounded like snakes were rattling in his stomach said.

" Can you move, sensei?"

Teto tried standing up. The problem was after he stood up his arms and legs twisted. Teto fell down, laying on the ground like a snow angel because his arms and legs were broken.

He may lack good teachings but he has made me lose all sense of my arms and legs." Teto smiled.

" Sorry about that." Gero apologized sincerely with sweat pouring down his face. " Sometimes I get carried away when I'm fighting."

"You fight like a brave warrior on the field of battle. But for breaking my back you must teach my students."

" No way, man. I don't teach anyone."

" You were the one who broke my arms and legs. Ergo, you must be the one to train my students while I am away."

Poor Teto didn't go to the hospital to recover until class was over and the parents came to pick their children up. They put Teto on a stretcher and pulled him to the back of the ambulance, the door was open and a young male paramedic helped pull his stretch inside. Right now they were probably hooking him up to an I.V. tube. The world was a messed up place for Gero who had very bad luck. When the ambulance left he told himself a secret about himself no one knew.

"I hate kids."