Thats Your Mom?
Vlad King drove down the highway towards his next stop. Normally with these parent teacher conferences there would be two teachers, but Kayama had something important this afternoon, so she would meet up with him later for the last two conferences.
So far everything had been standard but at times interesting. Shishida’s parents were both elegant and feral, it was the most proper that Kan had ever seen Shishida act before. Kodai’s mother was a splitting image of her daughter, barely any words were spoken between him and her. Her husband, Kodais father, was a lot more talkative and happy. He noted that Kodai herself blushed when her parents gave her a headpat for the progress she’s made. Even Fukidashi’s dad was quite the talk, showing off all of little Fukidashis childhood drawings (much to the boys embarrassment ).
Kan was glad they had gone well. With the Training camp disaster and the Kamino Nightmare having occurred so close together, many parents were hesitant to continue having their children attend this school. But so far talks had been decent.
The next parent to visit was in fact someone he was very eager to meet, Kendo’s mother.
It was very strange. Out of everyone’s parentage, the current class president and one of his hardest workers came from a mystery. Kendo never talked about them, briefly mentioning a father and a little sister, and Kendo usually stayed at the dorms during holidays. Originally he would have met with her father but for some reason he was completely unavailable, so much to Kendo’s hesitance, they would be meeting her mother.
As he drove up to the location, soemthing felt…off. It was a simple apartment building, and their residence was at the top floor. There were…some people outside the building, just standing around and not reacting to much, either in suits or dregs. Almost like they were standing guard, but that was ridiculous, probably just loiterers (he stills made sure to keep his guard up). Vlad King walked inside the lobby, and talked to the receptionist. The moment me mentioned Kendo, well…
“Oh…you are looking for the missus aren’t you?” She said with a very strange looking smile. Vlad wasn’t thrown off by it, he’d face off worse things before. But the way she said it…
“No, I’m looking for the residence of the Kendo family. I’m Itsuka Kendo’s sensei and-“
“Ah, little Itsuka? I always did love seeing her run around this place during visitation weekends. Kicking a soccer ball or something else around. Now with her sister living here, things are just as lively as before!”
…okay strange. Eventually the conversation revealed where he had to go. He checked his phone in the elevator, seeing that Kendo confirmed she was home and to “prepare himself.” He had not clue wha that meant, but as he rode up the elevator he the out of the circumstances leading him here.
Kendo was a great leader in the class. Her skills and patience with the amount of chaos in the classroom was nearly unmatched. But there were times she could have a more controlling hand over the entire class, sometimes in exercises and school events. Nothing major, but Vlad had addressed it with her. He didn’t want this becoming a bigger issue later on.
When he brought it up with her, he had offhandedly mentioned her home life. Perhaps a controlling set of parents? She imitated them in a more moral sense? Well, he’ll see what that was like today.
He made his way to the door in the hall. It was blank on the outside, and the walls of the hall were stark as well. Regardless, the pro hero knocked on the door, making sure his tie was straight. He heard rumbling or something from the other side, and just as he was about to try the door handle, the door BURST open and a mass of fur engulfed the hero, knocking him down the floor.
He cried out in surprise as fur and claws met his body. He could faintly hear howls and barks, but not before his eyes met a person in the open doorway. A little girl, who pointed right at the hero engulfed in fur. She had black hair tied in a braid, and her eyes…something was wrong with those eyes. All she said was…
“Intruder.”
“Don’t surprise my sensei like that!” Kendo gave the little girl, her sister appearently, a much simpler neck chop (did she learn that from home? Considering how much she did it to Monoma it made sense).
“OW! But he is an intruder, big sis Kendo! Strangers don’t come to people’s houses right? That makes them intruders!”
“I told you he was coming over! Sigh, we should have dropped you off with one of your aunties today.”
“Auntie Fami cries all the time and Auntie D’s always going on and on about the end of the world!”
“You’re point is?” Kendo asked with a raise of her brow.
“They’re boring!” The girl, Nayuta, cried out.
Kendo sighed and continued to talk with her little sister. Vlad could see where Kendo’s experience with loud individuals came from. Not to mention all the dogs in this place, the things that jumped him earlier. When not being guard dogs, they were all quite friendly. He wonder if they could smell his own dog on him.
“Enjoying your tea Mr. Sejikiro?” Vlad turned his head back to the cause of all this, a woman sitting across from him, dark red hair in a braid and strange eyes with many circles within them. That same presence from earlier was the strongest here, and a part of Kan knew he needed to remain strong (and he also wished that Kayama was here to help him, plus mothers had an easier time talking to her surprisingly).
“Yes indeed Miss,” He licked his lips as the words left his mouth. Her posture was business like yet casual, and a dog laid its head on her lap. A strange chain hung from its collar, and the other end from out of Kendo’s mother’s sleeve.
“I’m sorry I didn’t catch your name…”
“Makima. No last name.” She extended her hand out to him with a wide, closed smile.
“Pleasure to meet you.”
Why did Kan feel he shouldn’t take her hand?
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For context/help, devils don’t exist here. Just imagine that Makima/all the other CSM characters are quirked individuals. Makimas just…really powerful (hasn’t been shown here). And yes, Nayuta is Itsukas little half sister lol. See why she neck chops Monoma all the time?