He was like a gambler who had gotten addicted, and the money in people's eyes was his joy of winning in front of Flossie Wright. Every time he lost, he felt unwilling and disgruntled, which made him want to start over and over again.
Nevertheless, it was undeniable that he would learn from each time he lost and exceedingly progress in each contest.
The current training did not teach these tactical skills, so he had always visibly exposed himself in these 'real fights.' However, it wouldn't be so easy to deal with him once he learned these skills.
"I'm busy."
She looked at the sky and completely lost her interest in continuing the game with him. She turned and walked directly down the mountain.
"Hey —— just one time, one more time. What do you say?"
