From the initial nervousness to rigidity, his whole body was starting to tremble, his rosy complexion gradually turning pale. It seemed like some acute condition was causing distress, something seemed seriously off.
Casio immediately asked, "How do you feel now?"
The youth took a deep breath uncomfortably, "I feel dizzy, nauseous. Like I haven't eaten or slept for days. It's uncomfortable, but I can't pin down where it hurts..."
Casio contemplated, "Can you endure more?"
The youth nodded.
As time passed, about two minutes later.
Sweat beaded on the young man's forehead, the fabric of his suit was dampened with sweat, making him look like he had just been hauled out of the water. Seeing the young man was about to reach his limit, Casio stopped using his secret martial art.
"How do you feel now?" Casio asked again.
The youth, however, was panting heavily, his wet forehead brushing against his hair tips.
"Get him a glass of water."
