Chapter 503: How About Using a Better Tone?
"You still have a few things to revise before Monday," he said calmly. "You’ll be putting everything you’ve learned over the last five months into action today."
He paused. "I’ll make things simple for you. All you have to do is defeat me."
Nnenna blinked. "Wait... what?"
He didn’t flinch.
"Defeat you?!" she half yelled. "Haha, very funny."
Arthur said nothing. His face was unreadable, his tone deadly serious.
Nnenna gave a nervous laugh. "This is the part where you say you’re joking."
Still no smile. No reaction. Just that sharp, focused gaze locked on her like a predator watching its prey.
Her laugh died in her throat.
"...You’re not joking?"
Arthur’s silence said it all.
At this point, Nnenna finally realized, he wasn’t joking.
Her heart dropped. "Wait... how am I supposed to defeat you?" she asked, voice rising. "I don’t even know a quarter of what you know!"
Arthur finally responded, calm as ever. "I know," he said simply. "That’s why I’ll only use moves from the Year Two and Year Three curriculum. Nothing advanced."
"That’s what you call fair?" she gawked. "Arthur, you’ve been using those moves since your Year Three"
"High school," he corrected smoothly.
"Exactly!" she snapped. "That proves my point even more! You’ve known those techniques since high school! That’s years of experience over me, even if you’re limiting yourself."
each word, frustration
you are! If
by one, her
silent for a beat,
quickly recovered, and his expression darkened.
about his teaching methods. He had thought this through. In his
four, and seven," he said coldly, voice sharp like a
blinked, caught off guard. "What about them?" she asked slowly,
them," Arthur
when it
She really
high school. And her little excuses earlier had derailed the training into casual
Her stomach dropped.
Sensei," she said quickly, bowing her head. Her tone was genuine, her voice quiet
to the apology. His face remained unreadable,
more questions?" he asked stiffly,
she had pushed
Sensei," she said
did his expression
His stance was casual, too casual, like he wasn’t taking her seriously at
Nnenna narrowed her eyes.
Is he mocking me?
before she could say anything,
is what you’re like
both turned
each with a relaxed expression like they were arriving at a casual
What... was
anyone had ever entered their training space uninvited. And it wasn’t just
in, lips thinned. He looked like he was holding
at him,
Number Three... and
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