40 CHAPTER 39: If You Have a Small Body, Do You Hit Harder?

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[George's POV]

My entire body hurts. How can that little girl have such hard fists? Am I so sad that I got my ass handed to me by someone smaller than me? Is my live such a disappointment?

The fight wasn't pretty, to say the least. After she dismantled my turtle defense, she proceeded to totally destroy me in various ways, like putting me into a chokehold and not letting go until I almost fainted.

I get the feeling she's something of a sadist. There was a look on her face that made me think she was enjoying it! Am I so fun to beat on? Is that why people line up? Do I have some mysterious power that attracts people to strike me? Do I have a beatable body?

I wish some sage could tell me whom I offended to deserve this life. I exist too! Can't I be some protagonist who's always face-slapping everyone when they try to mess with me? I want to be that person.

But sadly, life doesn't work that way, so if someone asks me why I'm currently lying in a sick bed and thinking about my life, my answer will be that existence sucks. That's why my entire life sucks. Some supreme being is probably watching me and calling his friends over to see the funny guy who gives them laughs all day long.

What do I do when I'm in a room that has only me in it and there's nothing to do except listen to the sounds of the machines I'm hooked up to? The obvious thing, would be to come up with the names for future special moves.

What about Divine Impact? Or Pyro Domain?

Hmmm....that isn't actually that bad a name. Maybe I'll be able to use it if I survive this. I'll take note of it.

Now, what else can I come up with? Space Bender? Time Splitter?

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I wonder what they use to patch us up, cause I'm already healed completely. We're on our way back to our dorm, and Professor A does not seem happy. I wonder what we did.

"Out of everyone in Group 39, only two people beat their opponents, in the entire group!"

Yikes, it seems he's really mad. But why? Whether we win or lose has nothing to do with him, I think?

"How can this group be so pitifully weak?!!!"

Professor A was bellowing now.

Isn't he overreacting? Is it really such a big deal?

"What's worse is that most people surrendered once they were losing!!"

I shook my head.

You guys should not be doing that. We have a reputation to uphold. Then something clicked inside me at his words.

We can surrender? Why didn't I think of that? Well, usually even if I surrendered in the dorm, no one would stop so maybe that had an influence on me? Does that even make sense?

"Do you guys know what this means? You were the worst performing group in this bloc! That means less food, worse training equipment, all requests that anyone still has will be repossessed."

Really? That's serious. Well, maybe with less food they'll not have the energy needed to harass me. And anyway, I doubt they'll be approaching me from now on.

If they almost all lost, they have to know that they must train more. After all, their life is at stake. It's what I would do if I cared.

Wait, what if they decide to use me as a practice dummy if they remove those? I hope not. That will leave me with less time to think about my life.

"You all will have no rest from now on. There will be nothing but training, so prepare yourselves."

I heard someone make a sound but they were shut up almost immediately.

"If anyone has any complaints, air them out now. I promise I'll hear them out and act on them immediately."

Professor A smiled darkly and spoke in a bewitching voice.

The person who was going to talk closed his mouth.

"That means when I come tomorrow, we'll start immediately."

With that, we resumed our walk back.

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Warden was in her room watching the cameras for George's dorm, and Professor A was standing next to her looking tense.

"Professor, you're new here, so you probably don't know this, but I'm actually a veteran around here. But do you know how long I've been here?"

"I don't think so."

"Ten years. Ten freakin' years! But do you know this has been the weakest, yet the most interesting group I've ever managed?"

He looked astounded.

"Seriously?"

"Usually, any group I'm in charge of has at least one person in the top ten of their bloc, but there is no single person even close! My highest is 33rd! 33rd! Higher management is now on my ass, asking why I'm not delivering! Even that jackass Memo is acting like he's better than me now because he's in charge of Group 1!"

Professor A muttered under his breath.

"Maybe if you didn't do such crazy stuff, your group would have done better."

"Don't think I didn't hear that remark, Professor. I'm still a higher Tier than you, so don't forget that."

Professor A mumbled.

"Sorry."

"I don't think I heard that."

He spoke louder.

"Sorry."

"That's better. Now, for the next two weeks until the next fight, you will train them like it's Valner and you have only one day to learn the new tactic before you get dropped into the pit."

"I don't understand that reference."

"You won't. Now get out."

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What's with Professor A lately? He's been drilling us so hard, I don't have any time to nap anymore. No one has the time to even pay attention to me.

At least there's one good thing to take away from all this stress, and that is the fact that I've actually gotten better. I'm not the weakest anymore., I'm now the second weakest.

I find that thrilling, but I can't let it get my hopes up. I'm still pretty sure second weakest in the weakest group is not good enough to survive.

Let's start the next drill.

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