DxD: Lost in Time

The key to this meditation is to sense anything foreign in the body. For those who only have of sliver of this foreign energy, it would be hard to detect.

With the increase of such an energy in the body and concentration, this would lead to one being able to sense and manipulate this power.

What is this foreign energy that he was talking about, that would be Ki, otherwise known as Ki in this world.

Since there was no distractions such as modern technology and education, that last one is necessary in the future but it takes up most of one's time, he could focus on developing his meditation ability to the fullest.

I would start with thirty minutes of meditation. As I adapt to the mindset, I will increase the duration until I can sense my Ki.

If I can't achieve this in this lifetime, then I will continue it in the next. If I don't get such a chance, then at least I tried my best.

For a few days he followed his training routine but still nothing. He did not give up, Rome wasn't built in a day.

After sculpting his body the way he wanted he started doing the same routine but with added difficulty. He tried doing so an entire year. There was not a day he would skip.

One should know that he was also training his will to never give up even if the odds are against him. Regardless of the pain or gain he would continue.

A year after such rigorous training he could feel it, the vital essence within him had finally awoken. He jumped up in delight and shouted in joy at his achievement before reeling himself in.

"Calm down, calm down, nothing to be excited about. I still have a long way to go."

Although he said that, his elation was evident, still bewildered with his discovery. His lips had revealed a toothy grin in just three seconds of steady breathing, before bursting out with laughter.

"Ahahahahaha... hahaha..."

"I just took the first step and reached my goal, I will check on this tomorrow when I get back to training."

He stood up and sprinted to his house not far from the open space filled with grass he has been training in.

"Mother, where are you!?" He called out upon entry. The interior was modest and matched the theme, a typical Japanese home indeed.

I ran through the hall filled with family paintings until I found my mother in the garden outside.

"Huh, the excitement must have affected my thinking process a bit. Obviously mom is in her garden at these times." He looked up to verify through the sun's position. It was definitely afternoon

Changing his route he walked out of the house and arrived in front of the garden. It was filled with Sakura tress, along with lot of roses and daisies. They are truly her favourite.

I advised her to do gardening as a distraction, the death of my father had affected her behaviour somewhat. She never wanted to take a step outside. Even her upkeep took a hit.

It was refreshing to finally have her up on her feet again. I could start training without any worried towards her anymore.

"Sashi-kun, why do you seek me out this time of the day. You would usually be in the field training." Natsumi said as she widened her eyes. She looked towards me and stopped watering her flowers.

"I have decided to come and chat with you since I have achieved what I wanted for the day. You don't want me here?" I smiled at her, her reaction was too exaggerated.

"Fufufu, no it's actually a pleasant surprise. I thought I would never see the day when you would spend time with your mother." She said excited before slouching down in depression.

"Now you are making me feel guilty." I now contemplating with a slight from.

And just like that the mood turned from lively to depressed.

With all the training and the goals he have in his mind, survival, immortality, the future, getting a woman and possibly a harem. He has never really thought of such things in his life.

"No need to worry, I will always be with you until the very end from here on." I assured her with a smile.

"Un, I will always be by your side for as long as I can, Hisashi." I knew the implications behind that even if it was unintentional.

'The question is, will I be able to postpone your mortal end mother? Will you bare it?' I thought silently, not realising that his care for her was now genuine.

"Thank you mother." He sat down in front of her under a Sakura tree. She instead moved beside me with a smile that told me nothing good is coming.

"Why can't you sit beside me? Is there a girl you like now that you are avoiding me? I thought you promised to marry me." She said with mock sadness. My face started heating up at her questions.

I was 3 years at that time and I accidentally commented on how beautiful she was. She asked if I would marry her and me being me, agreed with a large grin. Now she decided to tease me.

While I was busy fidgeting I didn't notice the danger in the form of mom approaching until...

"Kawaaiii!!" I was alerted at that moment but it was too late. If a woman screams like so then you are in danger. She lifted me up and hugged me to her G-cup bosom.

"My son is so adorable!" Her voice was now a high pitched squeak.

I could only try to break free from her hold but it was hopeless.

'You leave me no choice.' I smiled brightly as I gropped her breast. She would never be able to tell since I was sandwiched between two melons. Natsumi then let me go with a yelp. 'So soft.'

She was now a bashful and stuttering mess, maybe even more than I was. "H-H-Hisashi." She managed to voice out.

"I couldn't... breathe at all. Why are you.. red?" I said in between deep breaths.

"Nothing." Natsumi instantly replied.

"Wow, you look much more beautiful this way. You should turn red more often."

"Hisashi, don't do that again." That made me raise an eyebrow at her.

"Why? They were so soft. Can I touch them again"

"No honey, you don't touch a woman's breasts." She became even more embarassed.

"Okay." I said reluctantly as I just sat there while using her cleavage as a pillow.

'Hmph, serves you right. You don't suffocate me and get away with it.' Contrary to his thoughts he looked much more confused when she didn't want him to touch those melons, an act of course.

Little did he know Natsumi had an evil smile. That wouldn't be the last time this was gonna happen. The difference, well she would always tease him to death every chance she got