At dawn time ...
Nagao was already in front of Mr. Schmidt's shop. With a sleepy condition, he waited for Mr. Schmidt. The cold air made Nagao feel drowsy. As a result, Nagao almost fell asleep on the ground.
"Hoam ...! Where is he ... did he want to practice ... not ...?! Hoam ...!!" he made hugely yawn several times. "Better ... I ...!" He leaned against the wall to sleep.
Nagao slept for a while. Amidst his sleep, someone kicked him from beside ...
*Thud!*
Nagao fell to the ground. Suddenly, he cursed at the person who kicked him,
"Bastard! Who the hell kicked me amidst my sleep??!"
Then the man replied,
"My bad, Hungry boy! Yet, the show is ready!" He spoke strictly.
Hearing a familiar voice, he poured out his frustration,
"You jackass! You should've come earlier as a teacher! If you don't intend to practice me, I'd better get out and sleep in my inn!"
Mr. Schmidt just laughed as he said,
"I'm sorry, boy! I must prepare a few things. So, I'm late!"
"Shit!" He yawned then. "Then, what kind of training do you want to do amidst this dawn???"
"Run!" He answered enthusiastically.
...
Nagao ran according to the route Mr. Schmidt chose. In their running practice, they passed several places. City roads until hill tracks became their witness.
Mr. Schmidt ran at a constant pace. Meanwhile, Nagao was running with difficulty behind him. He even experienced heavy exhaustion and cramps in his legs ...
*Hah!* *Hah!* *Hah!*
"You ... brain-muscless teacher! Ordering to run was like running being chased by a monster!" He cursed Mr. Schmidt amidst his run.
With Nagao's condition, inevitably, he had to run with a limp condition. Even he vomited several times ...
*Blargh!* *Blargh!* *Blargh!*
"Bastard ... you ... Old man ...!"
With that condition, Nagao could only run small ...
*Tap* *Tap* *Tap*
...
A few hours later ...
*Sigh!* *Sigh!* *Sigh!*
Nagao saw Mr. Schmidt standing before him, waiting for Nagao's appearance. He stepped slowly toward Mr. Schmidt ...
"Ya ran like a slug, you know!"
"You said ... I ran ...," Nagao breathed in and out for several moments. "Like ... a slug ..?"
"Fo shizzle my boy, ya ran—!"
Before he could finish his words, he got a hard kick in his leg ...
*Thud!* *Ugh!*
As a result, Mr. Schmidt fell in a sitting position. After that, Nagao spoke,
"Fuck ... you ...! That ... was my reply ...!"
"Dammit, cheeky brat! Ya ain't respect yar teacher, ya dipshit pupil!" He then got up and punched Nagao in his face.
*Thud!*
"You even didnt care about your pupil's condition! Ran like a brainless-dickhead and left me behind like shit!" he angrily spoke. "Now, you spoke like an air-head man, which —out of nowhere— criticizes me! You owe me an apology!"
Mr. Schmidt immediately gripped my collars and glared at Nagao. Nevertheless, Nagao wasn't afraid of his acts.
Later, Mr. Schmidt loosened his grip and replied,
"I'm sorry. And, I gotcha yar point, boy,"
"Fine with that," Nagao then fixed his collars. "Now, where are we? I just found out that there's a place like this in the Kedam kingdom," he looked around.
"Right now, we're at the edge of Lake Mirror. It ain't far from the place where we rescued Emilia. Remember?"
Nagao remembered and surveyed the lake,
"Fuck!" he amazed. "Wait! So, what are we doing in here???"
"Training. What else?"
Both of them took off their clothes, which were drenched in sweat. They started to enter the lake. Its cold temperature made Nagao shiver before entering it. Even so, by force from Mr. Schmidt, Nagao entered it in the end ...
*Tap* *Tap* *Zhurp*
His feet touched the lake. But, its underneath was dark. Nagao asked,
"How much deep is it? At least, we must have any lighting for practice. Don't tell me you want me to practice amidst these conditions?!"
"Is there any problem?"
"No! At least, set up a torch for light ... for practice!" Nagao said while looking around. "I'm not used to it, you know?"
"Well, adapt to it then. Also," while warming up. "It'll sunrise soon. So, stretch yar body quickly!"
After doing some stretches, Mr. Schmidt walked with several jumps on the lake ...
*Hap* *Hap* *Hap*
When he jumped up, Nagao heard sounds of tree roots under the lake ...
*Krrik* *Krrik* *Krrik*
After he was already standing in the position he wanted, he spoke,
"Look at the direction of the tree roots earlier!" he said firmly while looking at Nagao. "Make sure ya step on it properly!"
"Please do it again! I wasn't focused because of the darkness of the lake!"
"God dammit!" he replied annoyedly. "Focus then!"
Mr. Schmidt repeated his steps before. On the one hand, Nagao was looking intently ...
(He looks like a frog when he jumps! Not gonna lie, I must admit it!) Nagao thought within.
Meanwhile, Mr. Schmidt muttered inside his thoughts,
(If ya tell shit again, Imma throw ya into the middle of the lake!)
When he finished, Mr. Schmidt began to speak again,
"Say that again, imma throw ya into the lake!"
Nagao began to follow Mr. Schmidt's ways. Carefully, he walked on the roots he remembered before ...
*Tap!* *Tap!* *Tap!*
After a while, Nagao could stand in the position appointed by Mr. Schmidt.
"Now, what do we must do—!" surprisingly, from another direction, Nagao felt a passing blow. "??!"
Due to the sudden attack, Nagao didn't have time to adjust his balance. Finally, Nagao fell into the lake ...
*Slam!*
Then, Nagao appeared from under the lake. With annoyed, he reacted,
"What the hell is that?!" while shivering. "You underhandedly attacked me while I was asking!"
"Underhandedly?" he said in a flat tone. "Who? Why?" While showing an expressionless face.
Nagao had seen that expression before. Because of that, Nagao felt slightly wary with him.
Suddenly, Mr. Schmid gave an instruction strictly,
"Get up!" He said while showing an expressionless face.
Realizing the treatment given to him, Nagao then swam back to the edge of the lake and occupied the previous spot.
Eventually, both of them fought back against each other ...
*Tap!* *Thud!* *Whack!* *Kick!* *Thumps!* *Thud!* *Swoosh!*
They put up a fierce fight. Several punches until kicks became witnesses of their practice ...
*Thumps!* *Thud!* *Whack!* *Kick!* *Tap!* *Thud!* *Whack!* *Kick!*
However, Mr. Schmidt's fighting ability was above then Nagao's. As for the effects, Nagao could only parry and dodge with his hands and feet ...
*Thud!* *Dodge!* *Thud!* *Dodge!* *Tap!* *Tap!* *Thud!* *Dodge!*
With that condition ...
(I knew his fighting skill above mine. But, for cheating acts before, if that's how you play, you fought the wrong guy!) He decided to do something.
On several occasions, Nagao used the water's lake as a distraction, using his feet together with hands. He also used rocks to distract him. Even both of them were used by him as combination attacks ...
*Splash!* *Swoosh!* *Splworrck!* *Kick!* *Thud!*
When there was an opening to hit Mr. Schmidt's chin, Nagao threw a hook punch toward it ...
*Swoosh!* *Block!*
Unfortunately, Mr. Schmidt knew his attack and blocked it with his right palm.
At the same time, Mr. Schmidt threw a knee kick that aimed for Nagao's lowest left rib ...
*Crack!*
"ARGH!!" Nagao shouted while holding his ribs reflexively.
*Bam!* *Splash!*
Nagao fell into the lake again. The exhaustion and internal injuries he received were making him unable to get up.
Slowly, his body sank little by little. Nagao, who was already helpless, saw Mr. Schmidt with an emotionless expression. Nagao then said a sentence to Mr. Schmidt,
"Fuck ... you ...!" Nagao fainted instantly afterward.
***
I fainted after receiving that attack ...
*Blup* *Blup* *Blup*
...
Now, I'm in a white room. I looked around and found nothing. Only myself amidst this lonely place.
I immediately checked my injuries, especially in my lowest ribs before ...
*Touch*
After I could handle that condition, I just sighed and commented,
I don't know what happened right now, but ...
I, somehow, felt a nostalgic feeling ...
Like previous moments before I came into this world ...
By that bastard silhouette ...
When I wanted to speak again, a voice was heard by me. When I turned around, I saw another silhouette. But, with the little boy's size ...
*Tap* *Tap* *Tap*
It walked toward me and began to greet me,
After witnessing what I experienced now,
On that occasion, it uttered its words,
<***** ** ***** *****,> it spoke other words. <***** ****, *** ***** *** ****** **** **** ****** *****!>
The more it spoke, the more I winced in severe pain increasedly ...
But the little boy's silhouette didn't stop the acts. It even did that several times, although my head almost felt like want to explode from within ...
Then, the little boy's silhouette uttered something,
Hearing that, I reflexively did what it said ...
*Shh!* *Huhh!* *Shh!* *Huhh!*
Amidst that, the little boy's silhouette did those acts again. However, I vaguely heard some of its words,
Reach ...
You ...
Seal ...
Afterward, the little boy's silhouette stopped those acts and began to utter something,
The little boy's silhouette until the white room disappeared instantly. With those gone, I fell into a black hole below me ...
The hole was endlessly deep. Although it was deep, later, a white dot appeared below me.
As I got closer to the dot, my consciousness became blurry ...
*Shringgg!*
...
I started to open my eyes slowly. When I could see clearly, Mr. Schmidt was sitting beside me as he commented,
"Looks like someone has come back from hell!"