2 | The Training

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(Y/n)'s POV.

"This will be the first day of your training. If you start now you won't be able to go back. Prepare yourself and make sure you don't die along the way."

That was the first and probably the nicest thing he has said today. Ever since i walked out the small wooden shack, the old man hasn't been showing any mercy at me.

He's been kicking me, slapping me, and whacking me everytime i do something wrong. And whenever i complain or whine, he just becomes even more scarier.

"Come on, this is my first day! Couldn't you be a little nicer to me?"

"If you say a word again i won't hesitate to go back to my estate and leave you here alone without any food or water."

This old man.....

"We haven't even been doing anything yet! We've only been doing these weird poses and you're already screaming at me like a mad man! I can't imagine how bad of a teacher you'd be once we get into the serious stuff!" I scowled. Half of that was a complain, while the other half was just me trying to get on his nerves.

"Oh? You want to get to the serious stuff?" The former pillar had a surprisingly menacing aura, and that's when I knew, I fucked up.

.*.。ଘ( ᐛ ) ଓ+..。*゚+

It was a beautiful afternoon. The sky was painted with warm orange, pink, and red with a tad of purple. A flock of birds was seen flying through the warm coloured sky. The relaxing silence with the exception of the rustling of trees caused by the chilling wind. Until a loud groan caused by a certain (H/c) girl was heard throughout the peace of the land-

"I'm dying!! My arms and legs are gonna fall off!!" sobbed the girl.

"They're not! And stop whining already! You've barely done anything today!" The former pillar yelled, and a sound like someone hitting a person with a stick was heard, followed by another yell.

(Y/n) hasn't been cooperating too well with the whole training thing, all she wanted to do now is flop on her futon and sleep for the entirety of the year.

A loud sigh escaped the masked man, "Alright then, since you've been blasting my ear drums off the whole day i guess its time to rest for the day."

"Really?! Finally!" (Y/n) huffs as her legs gave up and fell to the grass.

"Hey hey Ryu-sama, can you carry me back to my futon? I can't feel my legs, pleasepleasepl-"

"OH SHUT UP!"

He then proceeded to drag her by her leg, causing even more ruckus than it should've had.

ଓ+..。*゚+

Days went on like that. Waking up, training, almost passing out, sleep. It's rare that (Y/n) gets a break, and every muscle of her body aches everyday.

The training they've been doing was simple, meditating, using wooden katanas to learn the basics of sword fighting, breathing techniques, and the one (Y/n) despises the most, the fucking swinging logs and moving sticks and whatever ever the hell those spinning things are.

There's many reasons why she hates those spesific things. One, her reflexes suck. Two, her head almost got crushed by a log the first time she tried it! Why-

"That's exactly why, young lady!" A gruff voice said as if reading the girl's thoughts.

"It's to train your awful reflexes! And if you keep refusing to do it then goodluck getting your head chopped off before you can even see the demons' attacks!"

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 10, 2020 ⏰

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