“A teacher who fails to plan has already failed their student. A student who fails to practice has only failed themselves. Accountability is distributed accordingly.” — The Midorikawa Method: Principles of Combat Instruction, 3rd EditionI shrugged off my tactical hoodie, the soul-bound fabric releasing reluctantly before falling into a very tidy pile on my bed.My undershirt beneath was plain gray, functional, definitely not designed for formal instruction from an heiress who probably had personal trainers since she could walk.Cecilia adjusted her holoband, and the image shifted to show the full scope of the gym behind her.“This is my available space,” she said, gesturing at what looked like half a football field. Then she tilted her head, studying whatever her end of the connection showed her. “And yours is...”I looked around my room.Bed.Desk.Chair was now in the basement.About four meters of empty floor space if I pressed myself against the wall.“Cozy,” I offered.Cecilia’s eyes flickered through something that might have been dismay. “We can work with this. Footwork drills require little lateral movement if we modify the patterns. And stance work is stationary by definition.”She pulled something up on her separate holo-tablet. I could see parts of it, like actual notes, organized into sections with headers and bullet points.“I’ve prepared a curriculum,” she continued, and there was something almost shy in the way she said it. “Based on the Aurelia Academy foundational combat program, modified for remote instruction and...” She glanced at her notes. “Limited training space.”“You made a syllabus.”“Phase One covers assessment and baseline establishment. Phase Two addresses fundamental positioning. Phase Three introduces basic guards, and Phase Four—” (...)