Training

Over the next few days, we started easing into a schedule of waking up, training, eating, more training, and then sleeping.

Just over and over and over again, as we honed our bodies to the extreme.

Well, that didn't really apply to me, as my bringing continued to be extremely stable as the others collapsed on the ground.

Honestly, I hadn't even broken a sweat, but I had splashed water on myself so that I could semi-copy the state of what the others looked like.

But, they all knew, as they stared at me accusingly, as if it was solely due to my existence that our training was ten times harder than the people in other sectors.

Of course, we only knew this because Ego had told us, and so, this information could be false too.

But, the others really were on the verge of dying at this point, and so they did have to point their anger somewhere.

As for me, I just allowed them to do this.

Also, let me back up a second, I would have to correct myself as not everyone was either ghosting me or openly shitting on me.

Chigiri continued to stay by my side, whether it be when I was running, when I was drawing, or when I was doing both, he was always by my side.

So, one day, I decided to repay him for the little bit of company that he had provided me these past couple of days.

I would just give him a little boost, to get him started a little earlier than in the canon.

"Are you going to let your knee hold you back forever?" I asked him suddenly, out of the blue one day, as he was currently looking over my shoulder as I drew the others guys running on the treadmill, both of us having already finished the workout.

"..."

But, when I heard no answer, after having waited for a few minutes whilst I finished my sketch, I turned around, only to find him nowhere to be seen.

'Oh, did I accidentally do something bad then?'