The Son of Soul Gear Part 5

They were sitting down, facing each other. Victor had a cup of coffee and a cookie in front of him. Clara just had a cup of coffee, she took a sip and put it back down. She leaned forwards onto her arms and gazed into his eyes.

"Too obvious, hide it at least, that was your conditions to this relation."

"Sorry, I just can't help it."

"I know," He smiled at her and bit into his cookie, "I am pretty tired, why did you ask to share the room with me again?"

"I-I have no-no idea what you are talking about."

"Mr. Fuji told me that when we arrived," He laughed and took a sip of his coffee, "But I am fine with that, it doesn't change from habit, but I have a question."

"Ja?"

"Have you ever fought Alex Belworth?"

"Ja, I have, she focuses on range and quick movements, she has a deadly accurate shot."

"I know, I think I can do something for that, but you, what are you preparing for?"

"A fight with Annabel, nothing much, she is a low rank-a."

"Remember our promise."

"What do you mean he decimated Catherine Guntbert? He can't win this tournament, he needs to fail, I can't have him graduate, I need him to feel like a worthless piece of trash and fall from grace, fall from his air of cheerfulness and join us."

"Understood sir, but how can I make him fail?"

"I don't know, he is right handed, disable his right arm, you do have a gun on you, a silencer, and he walks around during the night, if he keeps winning, do what you need, no killing."

"Understood, sir," She said as he reached to her ear piece to turn it off, "It'll be done, I'll report to you if he keeps winning."

"Sasha, whenever you can, find other things to make him weaker."

"Like what, sir?"

"Anything, anything to make him weaker, I have some business to get to," The call was ended abruptly. Sasha turned her ear piece back to the original channel it was on. Another person began talking.

"Sasha, are you there?"

"Yeah, what's up, Layla?"

"What did the boss say?"

"Can you watch him when he moves around at night, if he takes the same path, or if he changes," She explained.

"Why?"

"Just do it, the boss told me too, and I have to be present tonight for the fucking meeting of teachers at the fucking school, do I have to remind you what job I have right now? Or can you remember it, Layla?"

"Jeez, sorry, I'll do that, no problem."

"Thank you, I have to leave you."

Victor was busy in the gym, training with Mr. Desportes, the usual training. He slammed a kick into Mr. Desportes' stomach pad and sent him back. He possessed a lot of actual power, unlike most of the girls, his SGT wasn't the full power for his movements, the stronger he was, the easier it was to move his SGT and the more power his punches and kicks carried. This was only because of a small fail in the program of Lasgi and the structure he used. He spun and drove his heel into Mr. Desportes' stomach pad and kicked him off of his feet. He turned and performed combinations of punched against the air as Mr. Desportes go back to his feet. He signaled for Victor to start again. Victor slammed his fists into the pads and threw his right leg up slamming into the pads that Mr. Desportes had put next to his head. He did more and more combinations, faster and finished each one with a full force strike, landing a spinning kick to the body, a flying knee, or a head kick. After a 30 minutes of training, they stopped and Victor thanked Mr. Desportes. He walked over to Clara and sat on the bike next to her.

"What do you want to do?"

"Hm? Sorry, what did you say?" She said removing a head phone from her ear.

"What do you want to do? Maybe we could go eat or something, it is 8:30," He said look at his watch, "It's been a long day."

"Sure, there is a cafeteria in the school, we could get some food there."

"Yeah, sure, let's go, I'll let you finish."

"I am done anyways, I was just waiting for you."

"Okay, then let's go."

"Yo, Victor, come here for a second."

"Yeah, can you wait for me? I'll be there in a second," He walked over to Mr. Desportes, "Yeah, what's up?"

"Are you ready for tomorrow?"

"Yeah, thank you."

"No problem, I hope you win."

"I do as well, is that it?"

"Yeah, go do whatever you want."

"See you tomorrow."