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

Chapter 464

Chapter 464: You Kept Up... Barely

But twenty minutes in, she risked a glance at Arthur. He was running without the slightest hint of strain, his jaw set in that same composed line.

He noticed her looking. "Eyes forward," he said curtly, though there was no real anger in his tone. Just something tense, tight, something he didn’t want to examine too closely.

She swallowed and looked straight ahead. The pace didn’t slow.

Thirty minutes passed. Then forty.

Her lungs began to burn. Sweat soaked her hairline, trickling down her neck in cold rivulets. She tried to keep her breathing even, but each inhale felt like it scraped her throat raw.

Surely we’re stopping soon, she thought desperately.

But Arthur didn’t so much as glance at the time. He kept going, silent, as though determined to run her into the ground.

Inside, he was wrestling with something he didn’t quite want to name. Why did it unsettle him to see her push herself? Why did it matter if she impressed him, or if she never looked his way at all, except as a student?

Stop thinking about her like that, he told himself sharply.

When the hour mark passed, he still didn’t slow.

"Sensei," she gasped finally, her voice cracking. "It’s been, more than an hour."

He didn’t answer, just kept running. For a moment, she wanted to cry, or yell, or collapse. But something in his unbending steadiness pulled her forward.

She clenched her teeth and kept going. One step. Another. Another.

At last, after what felt like an eternity, he drew to a stop near the training ground entrance.

a halt beside him,

her, her flushed cheeks, the sweat

Even when she could

himself, jaw

he

to tell her she had done well. But he swallowed it

managed to straighten. Despite how exhausted she felt, there was

she

away, the familiar irritation prickling

do you have to look at me like that? Like

he said roughly. "Then we begin

told himself it was just training. Nothing

in his

her breath after the run. He simply turned to face her,

over her, lingering for a second longer than they should have, but

dry. She lowered herself into the

One.

Two.

Three...

the fifth push up. She could feel the burn spreading up through her shoulders and into her chest. At the eighth, she thought her elbows would buckle. By the tenth, she

her, his form perfect and effortless.

arms and back. His breathing was so calm, so controlled, it felt

look at her right away. When she finally forced herself to raise her head, his gaze shifted, meeting hers just for an instant. His

stopping already?" he asked quietly, no real mockery in his tone,

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