I could not go any longer like this; I was going to starve to death if I didn't eat anything, but Yato wasn't allowing to eat anything other than cup noodles.
If I complained, he would probably stop even giving those, so all I could do was take a beating from him during our training.
I should not even say it's training anymore; after all, all I do is get beaten by Yato, that's all.
For example, if I collapsed from starvation and refused to move, Yato would beat .
If I refused to train, Yato would beat .
If I do train and spar with him, Leo would beat .
I'm no lawyer or legal expert, but doesn't this qualify as so form of child abuse?
Even though I'm 17 and considered an adult, it still can be called abuse, right?!
Well, on a positive note, Yato claims that my Martial Arts skills have lately been improving.
However, I am too famished to notice any improvents or progress myself.
It's a strange sensation.
I never imagined anyone could feel this way, but here I am.
Even when I'm hungry and depleted of energy, I can still keep moving because of the stamina recovery potions I consu and because of the hot spring that is inside the cave.
I don't know how, but that hot spring has healing properties inside.
I feel drained of energy yet sohow still functional.
I long for sleep, but I can't seem to sleep at the sa ti.
I never realized that hunger could cause such intense physical pain.
Even though my stomach has stopped growling, I can feel my belly twisting and churning as if it's trying to eat itself.
It hurts… It hurts so much.
"Oye, get up," Yato's voice abruptly reached my ears.
I opened my eyes and found him standing there upside down in front of .
In reality, it was I who was upside down.
"What the hell, Master?" I grumbled, attempting to free my legs from the entanglent.
"You need to stay alert, even in unconventional situations," he replied calmly as if this were just another routine lesson.
"Unconventional? Do you call this unconventional? I call it hunger-induced delirium!" I retorted, my stomach protesting loudly in agreent.
Yato sighed, helping untangle my legs. "Your hunger is clouding your focus. It's essential to maintain ntal clarity, especially in adverse conditions."
Adverse conditions? I wanted to retort with sothing snarky, but my energy was depleted, and the hunger pangs were relentless.
As I struggled to stand, Yato tossed a cup of noodles. "Eat. You need the energy."
Cup noodles again. The aroma, usually a welco scent, now felt like a mockery of my predicant. Still, I couldn't afford to turn it down.
I devoured the cup noodles, feeling a bit of strength returning to my weary body. Yato watched silently, his expression unreadable.
Once I finished, he spoke, "Your resilience is comndable, but you must also recognize your limitations. Pushing yourself to the brink won't yield better results."
Easy for him to say. He wasn't the one surviving on cup noodles and the occasional beatings.
"Can I please get so rest? I have been training non-stop since I ca here, Master." I asked, but he didn't take pity on .
Instead, he threatened ...
"If you don't get up for our sparring session, then you won't get any cup noodles from now on."
'No, not that too.' Knowing I didn't have much choice, I got up and took my sword, the Sin Of Sword.
I pointed its blade at Yato and gritted my teeth in anger.
Yato responded by lifting his sleek black sword and aiming it at .
"Co!" he bellowed.
"Arghaa!" I roared, launching myself forward.
While charging towards Yato, I enveloped my body and weapon in a thick layer of azure mana.
This is a Mana Coating; I can hold it for more than twenty minutes by now.
The surge of mana enhanced my physical abilities to the point where I closed the distance between us in the blink of an eye.
Fwoosh—!!
As soon as I stepped close to Yato, I swung my sword at his neck, aiming to cleave off his head with a clean slash.
Of course, he evaded my attack easily by sidestepping to his right and countered with a swift sword slash.
Without hesitating for even a mont, I bent my knees and exerted force on the ground using my legs.
Thwoosh—!!
Using my legs like a spring, I launched myself into the air, soaring directly over Yato's head.
"Nice one," Yato remarked as he gripped his spear tighter. "But you've left yourself wide open in mid-air!"
As he said that, Yato thrust his sword forward, aiming to stab a non-lethal area of my body.
However, before his sword could connect, I twisted my body in mid-air, avoiding the attack.
My sword danced through the air as I executed a series of precise strikes aid at Yato.
Cling, Cling, Cling—!!
Each strike was t with Yato's expert counterattacks. Our blades clashed in a rapid exchange, the sound echoing through the snowy landscape.
Despite the intense battle, my hunger-fueled determination pushed forward.
I had to keep going. I had to prove that I could overco not just physical exhaustion but the limits of my endurance.
Yato swung its sword at I dodged and jumped back in air sorsaulting.
"Arghh!" I landed in the distance, clenching my teeth even harder.
Without delay, I once again launched myself at Yato with an explosive burst of speed.
Fwoosh—!!
Rather than charging straight at him, I rushed at him in a zigzag pattern, swiftly manoeuvring towards him.
Once I entered striking range, I swiftly bent my knees, getting into a low crouched position.
Since Yato thought I was going to jump, he readied himself for it.
However, instead of leaping, I executed a rapid spin, slashing my sword horizontally at his midsection.
It was a move I had practiced tirelessly, and the surprise factor caught Yato off guard.
"Good one," I thought, a glimr of satisfaction flickering in my exhausted mind.
But just as I thought I might gain an upper hand, Yato's silver eyes flashed with determination.
He swiftly shifted his body, narrowly avoiding the full impact of my attack.
In a split second, he countered with a precise strike towards my exposed flank.
I barely managed to block it, but the force of the impact sent staggering backward.
"Your moves are becoming less predictable. That's progress," Yato acknowledged, his voice carrying a hint of approval.
Fatigue and hunger gnawed at , but a surge of determination surged through my veins.
I couldn't let up now. Not when I had a chance to prove myself, even if only to myself.
I took a deep breath and charged at Yato once more, ready for whatever the relentless mountain training had prepared for.
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