"Good morning. I'm Mike Johnson. From today on, I'll be your English teacher. Much appreciated."
Mike had spent all night finally managing to learn his self-introduction. He'd heard that Japan was a country that valued etiquette deeply, so after finishing, he chose to bow deeply to show his respect.
As the king of underground fighting, he should have been defiant. However, the Phoenix Academy had offered him so much that he decided to commit to this job fully. After all, fighting was just for the money. Who would willingly exhaust their lifespan fighting when they could earn money more comfortably to provide for their family? At least, Mike never fought for the enjoyment of it, but purely to make a living. He couldn't afford to lose, because losing meant earning no money.
Mike straightened his back. The suit still felt a bit uncomfortable, as if it was restraining his movements.
