The Hero Laments

In a clear field near the Northern halves of Polaris, the a group of twelve people along with one Hero made their base for training.

The sun was up, the skies red. Trainer Relafan today, as every other day, was wearing a bright smile.

Of the six girls in the group, four already had a crush on him and four were in denial. The math didn't add up? The other two were boys.

But even these eight die-hard fans and the other four normal fans of the blonde man could not help but think he was a wolf in sheep skin today.

It was because of the demonic words that followed his kindly smile.

"Let's go for a thousand more pushups!"

"WHYYY!"

While the rest of them complained, Ramus immediately dived into the exercise.

"I'll give you as long as it takes me to do two thousand while you finish that, so be quick."

"Wait wait, Mr. Relafan!"

Like a machine propelled by a motor, the Hero's pushups began.