FLOWER

CHAPTER 4.5

 Finally, with my head hung low, I follow the wizard into a small room. Guarded by a massive door, with even thicker walls, covered with mattresses. To the side were pears and boxing bags. Against the wall lay some other equipment, which I find hard to identify at the moment. The state of the room presses only one thing on my lips. I don't know what kind of animal was prowling around here, but I'm glad it's no longer here. While I am admiring my surroundings, my sister is having quite a heart attack at the sight of the blond man from yesterday.

- Sorry, they were assigned to me by Mason.

What surprises me is that after all the shock has passed from my sister, she turns an angry gaze on me. After all these years, I should be used to it. And yet she surprises me.

- No problem. Dude. - As he said this, he looked at his sister, who didn't notice. - Maybe I can help.

- This is your squat friend, I won't belay you anymore.

She knew when to remind herself to be angry with me. It was already so good. I hoped I had the worst of it behind me. It is probably only just beginning.

- You're not over it yet.

- So I'm with you. - He looks at the sorcerer. - Where do we start?

- What about me?

- You have a friend there. Lian already has someone to teach. - The boy just shook his head in disbelief.

- And take it, just don't come back crying. At home they were given tissues. - She thunders at me with her eyes.

- I think you're feeling jealousy. - Oh yes, that's definitely it.

The blonde looks at his sister as she happily devotes her full attention to Lian. He takes his eyes off her and onto me. He smiles immediately. He got caught once again. He walks towards me and shakes my hand.

- I'm Alexander. -I squeeze his hand.

- Róża.

- I don't teach boxing every day, but I think it's enough to start with.

- I'm sure so. - The sister interjects. So much for the interest in the sorcerer.

- You have a coach there. - We speak at the same time.

- Oh, how agreed, sorry, I won't disturb you.

- We'll start with a warm-up.

Alexander is a wonderful, patient trainer. He explains everything to me step by step. He doesn't mind at all if he has to repeat the same thing several times. Everything is perfect. Despite the inseparable background. Accompanying us constantly.

- It's so hot in here. - My sister sighs.

- You're right.

Then Alexander takes off his shirt. Where did he come from? It impresses every time. Perfectly sculpted muscles. Pure perfection. It looks even better up close.

I'm sorry, I hope it doesn't bother you. - Spit out the words.

- No, wear whatever is comfortable for you, I answer.

- Ouch!

Our eyes turned to Nasturtium. He rubs his aching head. Above her Lin with a fierce look on his face.

- Thanks bro, you totally distracted my charge. I've already finished work.

- I'm sorry. Something got into my eye.

- More like someone. And I'm standing here, you're supposed to strike here, not stare there.

- Your words are inappropriate. You're imagining something.