Rama and the Lost Art of Martialism
The Endless Misadventures Deliver Me To Another World (Isekai)

"I didn't expect to be home this late!" Say my worry in my heart while running.

Because of the late days, coupled with the minimal lighting conditions, when I found two or three roads, I was always confused when I had to find my way home.

"Wait, the road to the house is this right?" I ask myself

Rather than continue to be in trivial concerns like this, with the instincts I have, I then decided to continue my steps to one of the streets.

As I was running towards the house, my gaze was fixed on one of the sights, which I should have never seen. Sure enough, there seemed to be 6 street thugs who were ganging on someone.

In view of the clothes that the victim was wearing, it seemed like he was an office worker. The juice that should be neat, even looks torn and also dirty shabby due to the act of braking.

In my mind, there are various reasons why these street thugs gang up on the poor man. However, the thing that was possible was that they were robbing him.

No wonder, because lately there are often crimes under the pretext of economics. This morning alone, I saw the news about the robbery before going to school

For a moment I was fixated in anxiety, between running to save myself or even helping the poor man.

In that fixated state, I remembered the chief's words.

"Rama, do you know what makes it difficult for you to grow?"

"Love and love."

Remembering the words of the chairman, without thinking long I immediately attacked one of the thugs. One of them I managed to drop with a kick.

After throwing a kick, I saw an escape gap for the victim, I knew very well that we could run together. But it is too risky, because three to 4 of them will surely catch up.

"Mr! hurry up and run from here." I said while shouting

"But son, what about you?" ask the father

"Father just go first, don't worry about me, I will definitely catch up!" say strictly to the Father

The victim then nodded his head to understand the situation, and he ran away.

Then I put up the sign horses to prepare to fight against the remaining 5 thugs.

One of them hit me in the form of a punch, but I managed to fend off and retaliate by attacking his heart which is one of the vital points of man.

Not stopping there, one of them then tried to do the same thing by doing a punch attack. Fortunately, because I had predicted his movements quickly I also floated a kick that led to his head.

Three of them eventually fell, meaning there were only three others left. When I let my guard down, it turned out that one of them who had collapsed actually did a sneaky thing by throwing dust. As a result, the dust he threw managed to hit my eyes and instantly made me unable to see well.

While carrying the wood in his hand, one of them then came forward and intended to attack my head. At the same time, I crossed my hands over my head to avoid further injuries.

With my right hand, I immediately took the wood and immediately attacked him with a spinning kick. He fell down and was in pain.

Unknowingly, one of them snuck behind me and locked me from behind. Immediately, I stepped on his right foot and he screamed in pain. Because the lock of his hand weakened, I immediately landed an attack in the form of a nudge to the lower jaw. The person who locked me up then fell.

Unknowingly, it turns out that the last of them managed to land the attack. At first I felt nothing maybe because my adrenaline was so high.

after a while, I felt a tremendous pain; I could not even describe it with words. Then my body felt limp, and finally fell down.

With trembling hands, at first glance I saw this hand covered in red, the texture was slightly thick, and also a slight fishy smell. It is not clear what I saw, due to the effect of the dust thrown by one of the thugs earlier.

"What's this?" I said while looking at my hand

I realized that it was my own blood, it turned out that one of the thugs was carrying a sharp weapon in the form of a knife and he managed to stab it right in my stomach. I already knew that it could not be saved anymore, because the stab of the knife was deep enough coupled with the removal caused such intense bleeding.

In the middle of a lonely, dark and also terrible road. I realized that no one would be able to save me. Maybe my body will be found tomorrow or a few moments later, but it's useless because I may not breathe.

When I was dying, I only remembered 2 things. Namely Mother and also the chairman, I always see photos at home with the figure of Mother in it, a figure that even I have never seen him directly, because He was not there when giving birth to me. The person who first accepted me for who I was is the chairman, the one who was always patient in teaching me martial arts plus his valuable advice.

Either because of the increasingly disappearing consciousness, I then imagined the figure of a beautiful and graceful woman in front of me. Smiling, he said something

"You've tried well yeah ... Rama." said he

"But your journey doesn't stop here. We still need you, to save our world." Further

Hearing that coming out of someone's mouth made me wonder.

"I? Needed?" ask her.

"Yes ..you have something that we don't even have there." she replied.

"Someday, you will understand why we need you" the woman continued

Slowly but surely the figure of the woman was getting closer. And then, one of his hands grabbed and covered my two eyes. For a moment, I felt the chill that enveloped my entire body as well as the pain that I felt from the stabbing marks gradually disappeared.

The pain was then gone and it turned into a drowsiness that was very unbearable. Then I fell asleep too.

When I woke up, I looked left and right. Then I looked at my physical body like a 12-year-old boy.

"It was just a dream that turned out." I muttered while wiping my eyes because I just woke up.

Then, I also realized that the mattress I slept in was very comfortable and also soft, this self then continued a ritual that the lazy humans call as a lie.

"ahh so tender .. mending sleeping again." I said.

In the midst of being engrossed in performing the ritual of lying down, there is one thing that I feel different. I then got up and started fumbling around my body, from head to toe.

"Wait ... wait ... Who is this?" ask me to myself

Panicking because I was inside the body of a 12-year-old boy, I screamed because I was so panicked.

*(It is as loud as the sound of his screams, the author does not know)

Because of the sound of a very loud shout, inviting the attention of several people who are doing their respective activities.

Still confused by what really happened, suddenly someone opened the door of the room. To his surprise, the one who opened the door was a woman. I realized very well, that I would definitely be accused of a no-no.

"I'm sorry I'm at home" I said with a faint laugh and scratching my head

"I'll be right out of the sin-"

Not finishing the words, the woman then approached and immediately hugged me very tightly.

"Rama .. thank goodness .. thank goodness you're healthy" she said, sobbing.

I'm still confused about what really happened. In the heart, then asked.

"Who is this woman?"