Total Concentration Breathing

[1 month later]

"123…124…125…126" I said aloud as I repeatedly swung the wooden sword I was holding in the middle of a large grass field next to the park

A day after I was discharged from the hospital I spent my savings from my weekly allowance to buy weights and a wooden practice sword

And every day since then I would lift the weights until my arms gave out only to pick up the sword and swing until I couldn't anymore and when I dropped my sword I would start running until I couldn't stand

The only reason this wasn't harmful effect on my body was that I was incredibly talented and it was the same for all the hashira we all were freaks of nature in terms of talent

That reminds me I found the nessacery materials to craft a Nichirin blade but I simply couldn't afford to get them and even with me saving all my money it will take years of saving to afford them and this all excludes having to get the blade made but it's not like I don't have time

"213...214...215" out of the corner of my eye I spotted Izuku watching me train from behind a tree 'he does realise that I can see him right?' I thought confused as to why he was even hiding in the first place nevertheless I made no move to approach him and continued to swing my sword

After five more minutes of me swing my sword I noticed Izuku running up to me

He stopped just five metres away before taking a deep breath and yelling at the top of his lungs

"Sorry" before swiftly running back toward the tree leaving me dumbfounded

As I stopped swinging my sword at nearly 400 swings I looked over at him directly and yelled

"What are you sorry for"

As I finished asking what he was sorry for I noticed him looking as confused as I felt before he quickly ran up to me and said in an unnecessarily loud voice

"I'm sorry that I left you"

Upon his saying that I realised what he was going on about and so I asked him

"Why are you sorry? were you the villain?"

After I said that he continued in the loud voice

"No, I wasn't but maybe you wouldn't have gotten hurt if I had gone with you"

Realising how bad he felt for leaving me I told him "maybe if I had eaten a different breakfast that day it wouldn't have happened" trying to make him understand that it wasn't his fault

"Yea but that's that and this is this," he said again in the unnecessarily loud voice

Getting fed up with this I told him "look here it wasn't your fault for wanting to go home and stop apologising for something that you didn't do"

Giving up he accepted that I was right before I continued "and why were you speaking so loud"

"My mom told me that your mom told her that you damaged your hearing"

That's new information I knew mother had work friends and all but I didn't know izuku's mom would be one of them wait never mind that

"Sure I damaged my hearing but it isn't that bad your ability to talk normally and I will still be able to hear you" It's kinda cute how considerate he is

"Oh ok sorry for yelling"

"Anyways I'm going to go back to training then," I said as I raised my sword ready to continue swinging

"Okay then sorry for bothering you," he said a bit dejected before leaving

'Sorry kid I just don't have time for this right now I thought as I brought my sword down

[2 Months later]

I was standing in the middle of the field again today but this time I wasn't going to train I will be trying to use total concentration breathing for the first time since coming to this world

Over the last two months, I have trained like crazy to reach this point and even before that I was keeping myself healthy so I have high hopes for today

I sat down in a lotus position reading myself as I looked around I started breathing lightly in the usual pattern for total concentration breathing and it was taking its toll even before I started breathing properly leaving my worry's behind I continued taking as much air as I could into my lungs with each breathe

It worked I was using total concentration breathing and so I sat in the middle of a field sweating like a mad man and I continued to use it for the next 5 minutes before I started hysterically coughing and I bend forward my hands on the ground trying to keep me from falling face first into the dirt as I continued coughing

The coughing only calmed down minutes later leaving me short of breath but a smile still plastered on my face as even if I used regular total concentration breathing and no breathing Style it was still a great success

All I needed was some time and a sword and I would be back at full strength no perhaps I could even go beyond my old self I thought smiling as if I had just won the lottery

With renewed confidence, I got up and decided to train like normal but every day after this one will include me breathing for as long as I can

And so with a new routine, I resumed my training in high spirits

[1 month later]

I was in the field again today but this was the most significant day of training so far as I was going to try using the flame style

Setting up the wooden target in the middle of the field I was determined to at least use a single form

Walking twenty meters away from the target I turned and faced it gripping my sword tight as I started to use total concentration breathing

"Flame breathing" I decided to say aloud proud that I had managed to come to this point

"First form: unknowing fire" as I said that I dashed forward reaching the target near instantly before I slash horizontally from my right toward the target

As my sword met the target I felt some resistance before my wooden practice sword snapped from the pressure making me tumble forward a few steps before I caught myself and smiled

Holding my broken sword I couldn't hold back my smile

With feelings full of pride and hope that I could restore the flame-breathing style I marched home ready to celebrate my victory with my mother