Synopsis: Monday came around and it was time for him to get acquainted within the school grounds.
The clock struck four fifty, the afternoon sun bathed the school building in its warm light. Students were beginning to file in, putting their belongings away in the lockers that were in a separate room before settling themselves. Most of the students had begun to get some stretching in before the class started meanwhile others were either practicing techniques or chatting amongst their fellow peers. While they waited, you were outside giving Piccolo a quick tour around the property.
You showed him the locations of two separate training grounds. The first one you showed to him contained an obstacle course with wooden posts on the ground and a makeshift plywood wall to climb on. Moving on to the next one, it had wooden dummies scattered about. Some of those dummies were stuffed with hay for the younger students. Lastly, you took him to a secluded garden that was a good distance away from the main building.
Standing underneath a large wooden archway and on the inside was a lush and plentiful area filled to the brim with all sorts of flowers from daffodils to daisies and even peonies, there were also a variety of succulents too and in the center was a man-made fountain. Thick shrubs surrounded the area making it a nice little getaway for whomever needs it.
"And you... built all of this?" Piccolo inquired, not bothering to hide the surprise in his baritone.
"Mmm-hm! The fundings from the city helped tremendously and with the help of some close friends it all certainly paid off in the end." You crossed your arms loosely admiring your handiwork with a smile. Piccolo grunted in agreement.
"Will you be joining today's class?"
There was a moment of hesitation, his shoulders stiffen as he looked over to you with a raised brow. "It's best if I don't show myself, I wouldn't want your students to lose focus because of the way I look."
You gave him a sharp look, which took him by surprise. "So what if you look different? I've met countless others who are anthropomorphic, even a couple of hybrids here and there, and you are no different, Piccolo."
Through your eyes, Piccolo was like any other person deserving to live a fruitful life and to envision people that still treat him with such discrimination just because of his otherworldly looks makes your blood boil. Piccolo's appearance was the least of your concern and it upset you that he would still think himself that way.
Your eyes soften with your hands on either side of your hips. "I won't force you to go, and whenever you feel comfortable enough you can just walk right in. For now, you can hang around in the garden."
You sent him a farewell wave before making your way towards the dojo. From the moment you entered through the door, all of the students immediately stopped what they were doing. There were those that had been laying on the floor waiting for your arrival and now that you were here all of them stood up in a flash. They all faced you, greeting you with a bow simultaneously and you bowed in return.
The hours quickly passed, evident by the orange gold that stretched far and wide.
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