'I am bored.'
The gentle afternoon light of the spring warmed my body as I grumbled in my head while running through the training ground.
"Huff, huff..."
Beside me was a boy who was huffing his lungs out.
His posture, his breathing—everything was a mess as he barely kept up with me.
"Are you serious, man?" I spat, glaring at him and hitting his back with the back of my hand. "Keep yourself steady. It's only been an hour."
"Huff... Why are you torturing me!?" he yelled between ragged breaths, an agonized look on his face.
"I'm helping you become fit," I calmly replied, looking at his face. "Just think how many girls will be after you when you become handsome."
"Huff... Haaah!!"
He dashed faster with whatever energy he had left, as if running away from me.
[Why all of a sudden?]
'No particular reason.'
Shrugging, I replied as I looked at Chubby.
