Lance
"Quiet, kid! If you've got breath to spare then use it to carry oxygen to your muscles!" For a moment, a menacing aura could be felt from him. He almost used one of his [secret techniques] to dash behind her and smack her just for that comment, but he refrained. No, he'd save such things for when the training truly began.
This was just warm-up exercise.
And so they jogged, as he said, 30 more laps, then 19 more because he actually lost his hat on the way and they had to look all over to find it. His treatment and jogging routine was as draconian as it was unfair, but... as strange as it was, it did have its perks.
He let her see all sort of awesome sights. All over the city, and even took the trouble to give a little tour guide on the historical backgrounds.
The pace seemed to have slowed down. After all this time, keeping up with his steps seemed to be getting much easier! Her legs were still sore all over, but unless she was a quitter, some amazing feeling might just bubble up. The kind of astonishment and determination that tells someone cute and special like her: you can do this! Still no end in sight though.
And he bought her an extra large ramen, out of his very own pocket. With its succulent pork broth, the beef shortribs, simmered and tenderized so you could tear at them with your tongue, the egg, with a yolk so runny you could feel it trickle down your tongue. Sesame oil, not too spicy, not too mild but just right. And the noodles.
It was like heaven on a cup.
They were still running, but he was letting her eat while doing so. Actually, he was eating his own ramen too, like a soldier eating in a war field. He looked as serious as downright competitive.
"Hut, two! Hut two! Get that stuff right in your system, it's good for you! Muscles need fuel to keep going, don't you dare skimp on the veggies!" He roared, although the only vegetable in sight was green onion sprinkled in.
He chugged noodles down like a noodle consuming machine, leading her diligently. But all of a sudden, a massive truck roared right past them, barely grazing them. At the speed both were going, it would've gotten them flattened easily! And so fast-
Another one came from the left this time. Roaring sounds blared against the two. And that's when she could finally realize-
They were on the highway. And the wrong lane too.
"So, about that question earlier. Figured it out yet?"
THIS WASN'T THE TIME FOR A QUIZ! ADFGHJK FOR FUCKING FUCK'S SAKE LANCE AAAAAAAAAAAGRRRRGGHHHH!!
