As morning came, Kenji woke up at the sounds of his family going through their morning routine. As usual they didn’t even try to be a bit quiet. A loud knock on his door. “Won’t you get up already?” His mother. She tried to keep her annoyance down. She was probably the only one in the family that sometimes tried to like him instead of just tolerating his existence. “I feel aweful, I am staying home.” Kenji’s voice sounded even more horrible then he would have thought. The footsteps moving away from his door proved that it was believable enough. A few moments later he could hear the grumbling voice of his father. Ken didn’t need to clearly hear it in order to know what was being said. Something about him being lazy and faking it. It wasn’t even a lie, he really did feel aweful. He nodded off again.<br/>A few hours later he woke up for no particular reason. His body felt stiff and cold. He got up and was relieved to find the house to be completely empty. His mind felt as if he had a huge hangover and wasn’t yet able to formulate a complete thought. A shower would probably  help. The water was icecold. Of course, his father had turned off the hot water because Ken was way too wasteful with this. Luckily he didn’t know that Ken knew where the switch was. He just had to remember to switch it back, always. So he pulled the switch and took a long hot shower. As he felt the stiffness of his body fade away, his mind also became clearer. Afterwards, he first put the switch back as to not forget this.<br/>Back in his room, Kenji checked his phone. There was an email from the university. It was closed today and tomorrow because of the incident the day before. It also advised to stay away to those that wanted to come for self-study. He turned the phone off.<br/>Finally he felt that he could think more reasonably again. The shock from the events the day before seemed to have sunk a little. Time to put everything in order. There was an explosion near his university with unknown background, motivation, and victims. Soon after that in his secret hideout/training ground there appeared a dangerous man. Although there was no proof that this man had a connection with the explosion there where strong implications for this. That man was without a doubt dangerous and ready to kill. And that man had already an injury. And he had seen Kenji’s power but most likely not his face. The fight with him was very dangerous and he could have died. Maybe he had killed him, even though he had vowed to only take the life of that one person and only if absolutely necessary. However, there was no choice in the matter yesterday. That was a real fight. His first real fight. And there was no proof that that man had died because of his actions. Heavily injured yes, but maybe not dead. Actually the real issue was that other person. The one that had come in at the end of the fight. Kenji had his face covered. But had he seen his power? The needles were about to dissolve when the door opened, so maybe not.<br/>In conclusion, he had come out of the situation pretty well. The problem for the future was his mental abilities. How was he going to go through with finding the real culprit for the serial murder and putting them to justice if he would have a breakdown after every single serious fight? Was there a way to strengthen his resistance? Maybe watching violent uncensored movies and playing shooter games? No, those would be regarded evidence in case he would get caught. Then what about doing that at an internet cafe... Unlikely, those probably block such content and what if people remember him? He would have to think of a different way.<br/>Kenji checked his calendar. Today was a safe day. The chance that today something would happen was very low. However, tomorrow was a red zone day. A very high chance. He would need to find a way to strengthen his mind fast. A loud growling sound from his stomach disturbed his deep thought. Indeed, it would be better to eat something first. A glance at the clock confirmed that it was already lunchtime.