They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 463: Thinking Of Anybody Else But Me

“Third. During training, don’t mention Carl. Or Somto. Or anyone else. This space is mine. Yours. Not theirs.”

Nnenna tilted her head slightly at that one. Strange. Was he that strict with everyone? She couldn’t imagine someone being this sensitive about her talking to Carl or Somto. Unless…

She shook the thought off. Not her business.

“Fourth,” he went on, voice tight. “No personal questions. No small talk. If you want to learn, learn. Don’t waste time trying to understand me.”

O-kay, she thought, a bit awkward now. Definitely not a people person.

“Fifth,” he added, eyes flicking to her training clothes, “always wear gear suitable for training. Loose. Practical. No distractions. Just like you’re wearing now.”

Nnenna looked down at her outfit, plain, breathable, nothing flashy. Why was that even a rule? She didn’t ask, just nodded silently. Decency and modesty was always her style.

Arthur paused longer before the next rule.

“Sixth… don’t look at me for encouragement. I’m not here to make you feel good. If you’re tired, push through it. If you fail, do better next time. But don’t expect me to… cheerlead.”

That one actually made her frown slightly. She hadn’t expected cheerleading, just training. Was he projecting something onto her?

Still, she kept quiet.

“Seventh” Arthur added, his voice cooling to a controlled calm, “once training begins, you will treat this as the only priority. No distractions, no excuses, no…other interests.”

He didn’t elaborate, but his eyes flicked to her face and away so quickly she wondered if she had imagined it.

“Eighth” He went on “training ends strictly at 7 a.m. You are dismissed the moment the time is up. After that, we do not discuss what happened during practice. It stays here.”

a bit as she absorbed every word. Something about the rules felt heavier than mere

holding his gaze just

because you’re close to Carl, or… Somto’s little sister. You earn everything here. I won’t go easy

stood still for a moment. Then gave a

“Understood.”

without another word and walked toward

Determined.

it feel like this training might be… more complicated than

center of

Focus, he told himself.

said, voice low, “you need to loosen your muscles. A proper warm up

She looked perfectly unbothered, which, he told himself, was exactly how

“Follow my lead.”

and demonstrated the first stretch: feet apart, hands reaching

“Hold it. Breathe.”

hesitation. He watched her arms extend, the simple motion making something tighten across his chest. Ridiculous. He corrected his gaze to her stance, not her

thirty,”

aloud in her calm,

stretch, lowering to

Keep your

same fluid focus. He found himself glancing, too often, just to see

likely wasn’t thinking about him at all. Probably thinking about Somto,

shoulder rotations, slow neck rolls. Every time he corrected her posture, he kept his tone cool and

as she

“Yes, Sensei.”