"Junior brother, since school is about to start, the student council is really busy. I'll head out now. If anything comes up, contact me using the student handbook."
After saying this, his senior sister hurriedly left the dormitory.
Although she seemed to be thinking, "Let's leave it like this for now, I'll finish tidying up when I get back," Eiji looked around and saw that the room was already in perfect order.
"Everything's fine now."
Eiji scratched the back of his head and shrugged indifferently.
Unlike his senior sister, who had an obsessive-compulsive need for cleanliness, Eiji was the standard deadbeat type. He didn't care if things were neat, as long as they weren't a mess, it was all good.
He opened the closet and took out a set of sportswear his senior sister had just put in, then changed out of his casual clothes.
His body was different from most men's. He was tall and slender, with long limbs and almost no visible muscles. His skin was too pale and flawless. Although his proportions were golden, making him look like a divine sculpture that was captivating and pleasing to the eye, he still seemed somewhat delicate.
After changing into loose black sportswear, Eiji left the dormitory and closed the door behind him.
"Oh no, I don't have the key!"
It wasn't until he locked the door out of habit that Eiji suddenly realized.
His senior sister had left in such a hurry that she hadn't given him the key.
"Forget it, I'll just stop by the student council when I get back."
Eiji shook his head and jogged away from the student dormitory.
The entire Hagun Academy had about twenty arenas, more than ten classroom and dormitory buildings, as well as many open squares and dense forests, making the campus look as spacious as a remote forest.
After leaving the student dormitory, Eiji ran toward the main gate of the academy.
When he arrived yesterday, he noticed that there was a one-kilometer uphill road at the main gate, which was perfect for physical training.
Although it might sound like he was boasting, ever since he became conscious, he had been exercising every day without fail, even when he was sick with a high fever.
When he was a child with extremely weak internal organs, he could only exercise in bed. After he was able to walk last year, he started exercising outdoors. His master also used various connections to buy him exercise equipment and hired professional doctors and coaches to guide him.
It was because of his long-term, persistent training that he was now able to regain the physical fitness of a normal person.
Some might find this hard to believe, but this was a supernatural world. There were many doctors with extraordinary abilities, and at their peak, they could truly bring the dead back to life. There were also others like him who were born frail.
Coincidentally, Eiji knew an incredible doctor whose control over the human body was precise down to the cellular level. Her medical skills were considered the best in Japan and ranked among the top three in the world.
And she was now Eiji's primary physician.
However, having only the physical fitness of a normal person was far from enough.
In the world of Blazers, true powerhouses had no weaknesses. Any weakness could become the spark that led to defeat.
Therefore, physical fitness was something he had to overcome sooner or later. Moreover, to effectively utilize his swordsmanship talent and Blazer abilities, he needed to improve his physical fitness.
And besides—
Other than physical fitness, there was nothing else he could train.
In this world, Magic Power was innate and could not be increased through training. If you were born with F-Rank Magic Power, you would remain F-Rank for life.
That was the rule of this world.
In other words, no matter how much Eiji trained his Magic Power, his meager Magic Capacity reserves would not change at all. So, he could only train his physical fitness.
But at least he had a very powerful Blazer ability and a master and senior sister who treated him very well.
Compared to a certain character, he could be considered lucky.
***
"Whew... Whew..."
After jogging all the way to the main gate of the campus, Eiji was already a bit out of breath, his chest rising and falling rapidly. But he didn't plan to stop, intending to rush straight out of the main gate and onto the slope.
This level of breathlessness was already routine for him.
It was still early morning.
The air still carried a hint of early spring chill, and the cold stimulation hit his lungs as he breathed.
The school gate was empty—
No, not quite.
There was a figure standing in the corner of the school gate, doing warm-up exercises to wake up his dormant body.
Hearing the sound of heavy breathing approaching, he straightened up and turned around, casting a surprised glance behind him.
It was a well-proportioned young man, about the same height as Eiji, but with much more defined muscle lines, indicating that he must have been exercising regularly and was undoubtedly in much better physical shape than Eiji.
He looked to be around sixteen or seventeen years old, with the black hair and black eyes typical of an Easterner, wearing a black sweat shirt.
Although his facial features were soft and his eyes gentle, giving the impression of someone easy to talk to, he exuded an extraordinary aura of sharpness.
Their eyes met briefly.
In that moment, both of them sensed a similar aura from each other—a sharp, honed scent of someone who had undergone rigorous training.
Their gazes met for a split second, then quickly shifted away.
Eiji maintained his pace and rushed straight out of the gate, turning a corner and disappearing from the other black-haired young man's sight as he entered the slope.
"Is there someone else in this academy who trains their physical fitness like me? And at this time, right before school starts..."
A look of surprise flashed in the black-haired young man's eyes, followed by realization.
"He must be this year's freshman."
The sharp, restrained aura emanating from the other person was all too familiar to him.
He bounced lightly on his feet a couple of times, and a competitive glint suddenly appeared in his eyes.
In Hagun Academy, encountering someone with the same mindset was rare. Unconsciously influenced by his innate competitive instincts, he felt a sense of anticipation.
He didn't continue warming up but instead let his body spring forward like a slingshot, propelling himself at an incredible speed into the slope, chasing after the figure ahead.
***
Twenty minutes later.
Eiji, panting like a dying dog, returned to the main gate of the campus.
His chest heaved violently, his mouth filled with the taste of iron, and his vision blurred. His legs shook like sieves, and sweat poured down his body, soaking his sportswear.
But he forced himself not to collapse, instead pacing in place to gradually slow down his muscles, avoiding the torment of soreness the next day.
"Sorry, I didn't know your physical fitness was so... so poor..."
The black-haired young man caught up from behind and also returned to the school gate.
But unlike Eiji, who was on the verge of exhaustion, he was only slightly out of breath, as if running five kilometers was a piece of cake for him.
He wore an apologetic expression and sincerely apologized to Eiji.
But his words were quite irritating, making Eiji's eye twitch.
"...It's... not your... fault... whew... I was... just being... stupid... whew... letting you... provoke me..."
"But if I hadn't provoked you, it wouldn't have turned out like this. I'm sorry. Seeing a kindred spirit, I got a bit carried away."
"...Thanks... I'm a pure love warrior, I don't like NTR."
"...?"
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