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"How fit are you?"The girl eyed Arya from top to bottom

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"How fit are you?"
The girl eyed Arya from top to bottom.

"You tell me." Arya shrugged.

It's her first day after she got here in The Pit last afternoon.
She was appointed as a special trainee so she has been started to train separately from others.

"Let's start, shall we?" the girl cracked her knuckles, "let's see if you can keep up."

"One word." Arya stopped the girl,
"How old are you?"

"Doesn't concern you." The girl was still hard to crack.

"Well, I need to know if you are my junior if I am going to be trained under you," Arya shrugged lightly.

"Why? Will it hurt your pride?" The girl raised her one brow.

"How old are you?" This time Arya's voice was a little cold, "It is not a hard question, is it?"

"You see the last pole of the shooting range?" The girl was as indifferent as before.

"Yes. Why?"

"I want you to run up to it, circle it for two times, and come back."

"Girl..." Arya started but was interrupted by the girl.

"Don't make me lose my patience." The girl was cold, "unless if you want to quit even before you start, that is a different case."

"Let me..." Arya was interrupted again, "agent Akaishi, I'll count to three. Either you run or I'll report you. One..."

Arya stayed at her position, clenching her jaws as hard as she can so that she doesn't kill the girl in front of her.

"Two..."

Arya didn't move.

"Agent Akaishi."
The deep voice interrupted both of the girls weighing each other with their cold eyes.

The girl saluted Yoongi who gestured a little to get her at ease.

"You better listen to her." Yoongi was calm, "This is The Pit. Your authority is least expected here. So it would be better if you can cooperate."

"There is no policy against asking details about trainers, right?" Arya squinted and shot a glare at the girl.

Yoongi smiled slightly and eyed the girl standing and nodded a little towards her,
"Si-woo-sshi, please!"

"32 years."

"Holly molly!" Arya eyed the girl astonishedly, "Unnie, I thought you are only 24 or 25!" Arya patted her toned bicep in admiration, "how fit you are and still rocking!"

"Stop talking." The girl was again cold, "And if you are done with chit-chatting, run!"

"Unnie..."

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