Eader thought he was going to do sword practice, not training his butt off. For three hours he just did physical training: 100 pushups, 75 abdominal crunches, 30 heel touches in a row and 300 squats.
If you don't complete all of it in one hour, then you swing a sword with weights worth 10kg 100 times.
Now what Gramps found out was that Eader had no willpower at all. He did only 50% of what he was supposed to do. What also showed was that he had no pride- which surprised the old man.
When he began begging in front of Sunny, he laughed, then he grabbed popcorn he had stashed in the kitchen, and watched the show.
He distinguished an important fact: that beforehand he did not know he was that strong, still did not know that he had swordanica. After three hours, it was over, Eader's pain was over.
"Right you can have ten minutes rest," brushing off the popcorn crumbs.
"Then you will run back to the hospital, while I drive my car, fail tomorrow you wear ten kg on you, ok." Eader was on the floor panting, he nodded to what he said.
They were in front of the house, "OK now let's get ready, Sunny come on,"
She walked slowly, looking at him holding a book.
She sat in the car, while Gramps was doing something with the car, Sunny quietly "how sad to see a pitiful person like you, " smiling with a grimace. The black SUV charged up, and Gramps shouted "see you there."
What fueled up Eader was not the fact of his pride, but rage so he ran, strategically.
'Beat her, beat her, think, think, fastest way.'
He went the fastest way he searched on the phone, there was a narrow path and a couple, but he rolled out of the way avoiding, keeping his momentum.
Momentum was also important in running since it kept you going fast, losing it makes you slow, that's what Eader kept in mind. He left the small area and saw the huge hospital, however he saw the car.
He was head on head with the black SUV, it was overtaking, and Sunny stuck her tongue out.
Angry, he grabbed the side mirror, pulled himself and clambered on the roof. That startled Sunny but Gramps did not notice. He finally made it on the roof, and layed flat, avoiding the wind.
It was just 100 metres away, but it stopped from the traffic, Eader took the advantage and jumped off, did a roll and ran with all of his strength. Running it at 11.64 seconds, the car was not fast enough.
During that time period, Eader imagened intense music in his head. He would never listen to music while he ran. But he did listen to music, at times.
This projected through his mind as he listened to it again, time slowed down for him and everything was a blur, the only thing that mattered was to win. He passed the car park entrance, almost tripped and dodged a pregnant lady, which was enormous, making him cry tears from the wing pressure.
'Win, win.'
And indeed, he won. The car drove to the entrance of the car park, as he saw them drive in, he smiled. It was an amazing feeling, a triumph. It felt like the greatest accomplishment in his life, why? Because he beat a girl that utterly embarrassed him, and tormented him.
And he beat something which a normal person (that can summon large killing machines) would beat them, not feeling inferior. When the old man parked, he smiled.
"Did I do good grandpa?" asked the youngling, Gramps replied Excellently, you did excellently. " '' This was the scheme all along, to give his learner hope, but he exceeded his expectations.
'He did that in 10 or 11 seconds, and the world record is 9.5, he is damn fast and he jumped on my car.'
He stepped out and walked to him.
"Now let's go in, I will cover you."
Sunny did not follow after, which disappointed Eader.
'I wanted to see the look on her face.'
Not that he was doing a good one, panting like a dog cooling down.
They went in and as Gramps covered he went in, to the toilets, and changed into the clothes that Gramps gave. Went to his room. He was smiling through all of that.
When he entered, Nancy was in his room, startling Eader.
"Hello," Eader said, full of joy.
Then flopped onto the bed, falling asleep.
Eader woke up in pain, groaning, he stood up cautiously, and looked around.
Then he felt something wet, then he looked at the table and saw a white cup with the hospital's name on it, and a water bottle. Nancy walked, startled to see Eader awake, "Good morning."
"Good morning, he replied.
"let me clean that up quickly," she said.
He nodded, but he felt very sticky.
"I will take a shower," he quickly said, thinking of his best options.
'He said to come before 2.00, but never when. But then I have to do all that training.'
When he entered the show he made a decision.
'I have to get stronger.'
Arriving there at 8.30 was a huge mistake, and Eader noticed it too late.
When he arrived Gramps shouted, "now you have to arrive before 8.30, if not the same punishment as always! "
Eader, flabbergasted by the words to what came to his arrival, sucked it up and did what he was meant to be doing, and the only time he was able to use the sword was for the punishment (which was 1000 times harder).
His second day was better, with a better attitude, and they always did the same race. However, he now had sandbags, worth 5kg on each limb. So he lost, and had to do the extra hard punishment, and when he came to the hospital, Nancy was waiting, covering for him the whole day.
He repeated the cycle, accidentally being early and at the end of the week, he was arriving at Gramps' house at 7.25. However, when the day was finished, he made the large scar reopen (but less blood came out than last time), so he was not allowed to leave the hospital for a week- which was annoying but he obliged.
Then he only had four days left, since he did not start on a Monday. He kept on doing it though and he was increasing the time he owed Nancy. He persevered; he was even training with the sword on the eighth day.
He was also glad that Sunny stopped harassing him (still not realising that Sunny was acting). Eader was not smart, but he was logical, he did not think negatively or positively, only logical.
Until, he beat Sunny (the car)- since, logically, a human could not out speed a car, but he did.
That made him think differently, logically and positively-giving a great combination of a mindset. This helped him do his training well.
***
The headteacher was displeased, he had so much paperwork for his school, Sawarts. But he saw the entry list for the first years of the fourth section. Sawarts was different from other schools, no years, but sections.
They took in people right from the age of five, but they were from a separate building and academy. The headmaster owns four separate facilities, all for each section, and a single section is for three years.
But he does not own it originally, since they are a branch from the original, which have eight facilities all over the world but have proven to be the best, at swords-grades were above average with always above 90%.
They had the best reputation, and the people that work there get well paid. The headmaster's beat teacher was of course the detective- everybody calls him that because he said he wanted to be called that, since he multitasks being a detective and teacher, gets paid very well. Then something caught his eye for the section four 1st years.
A student was requested by Mythra and Evalynn, two very successful students, and the detective.
Since the student could request another student, he was intrigued to see two of the top 10 students from last year's section 3 year 3 to request someone, even the detective personally invited him to the school, too.
'I want to meet this Eader Cumas.'
Giving a curious smile, then he waved his hand and looked at the next tree corpse