The gym run by Manager Nakayama was about a 10-minute walk from my house in the shopping district.
The monthly fee was 10,000 yen, more expensive than other gyms nearby, but there was a good reason for it.
It was because Manager Nakayama himself moved around the gym, offering free coaching.
While regular gyms earned their operating inco through personal training, Manager Nakayamas thod almost resembled voluntary service, though he seed unconcerned about it.
He laughed it off, saying, I made enough money when I was younger and now I want to devote my ti to training the next generation.
For that reason, it was a place I could trust.
Ding-dong! Ding-dong!
Oh! Welco! Kim! Your muscles are looking great today!
Upon entering the gym, Manager Nakayama at the front desk greeted with a smile.
I returned the complint on Manager Nakayamas muscles, then introduced Koto Kazuya, who stood nervously at the door.
This is Koto Kazuya. He wants to exercise with , so I brought him along. Could we have a free trial for about three days?
Manager Nakayama approached with sparkling eyes.
Of course! Its Kims request!
He then felt Kotos body up and down and asked with an intrigued expression.
Did you do any sports when you were younger? Your muscle balance seems quite good.
Yes? Oh, yes. I was a track and field athlete for about a year in middle school.
I see. Thats why your hamstrings are well developed; you have a good base.
Manager Nakayama stood up with a satisfied expression and gestured to .
Then go to the changing room and change your clothes. Lets start with a basic physical fitness test.
Okay.
I led Koto, who looked around the fitness club with curiosity, toward the changing room in the corner.
After changing into the gym-provided workout clothes and coming outside, Manager Nakayama waited at the door.
Lets start with so light jogging.
He led us to the treadmills, saying so.
Manager Nakayama placed Koto on the treadmill and said,
In our gym, we customize the training nu according to each individuals fitness level. So, first, we need to know Kotos limits.
After saying this, Manager Nakayama suddenly set the speed to 12 km/h.
So run until you feel like youre about to drop dead.
What? Did I hear that right?
But the treadmills countdown began rcilessly.
3, 2, 1
Beep!
The belt started moving slowly, and Koto, caught off guard, began walking.
However, since the target speed was 12 km/h, the belts speed increased rapidly.
Koto had to start running imdiately, without any ti to warm up.
What, what, what, what is this?!
If you talk while running, you might bite your tongue, so just run!
At Manager Nakayamas stern command, Koto, looking aggrieved, began to run silently.
From our early morning jogs together, I knew that Koto Kazuya generally had quite good stamina.
Proving that his position as the leader of a biker gang wasnt for nothing, he initially looked panicked but soon found a steady pace.
After running at a speed faster than a walk but slower than a sprint for a while, Koto, apparently reaching his limit after 8 minutes, turned red in the face and shouted,
How do I stop this?!
Press the ergency button in front.
Bang!
As soon as he hit the ergency button and the treadmill ca to an abrupt halt, Koto quickly stepped off.
He then lay on the gym floor, gasping for breath.
I-I thought I was going to die.
Manager Nakayama chuckled and said,
Boys will exaggerate.
When Manager Nakayama told Koto to go and drink so water, he rose like a zombie and shuffled toward the water dispenser.
Once he was at a distance, I asked Manager Nakayama,
How is he? Do you think hes teachable?
Manager Nakayama nodded with a contented expression,
His basic foundation isnt bad, particularly the developnt of his lower body muscles. What did he use to do?
He had originally been in a biker gang but quit to learn exercise from .
If taught properly, he might not be as good as you, but he could beco quite capable.
It seed he had really impressed the manager.
Well, pleasing the manager and ensuring Koto continued to co to the gym were completely separate matters.
It was only the end of one cardio session.
The treadmill is just the weakest of the Four Heavenly Kings heh, lets move on to the next step.
After drinking enough water and resting enough to regain his strength, Manager Nakayama took Koto, who had recovered, to the free weight zone.
Generally, it wasnt recomnded for beginners to do free weights.
Exercising with incorrect posture or lifting too much weight could easily lead to injury.
But today, since it was for basic physical fitness testing, we started with Koto Kazuyas three major lifts under our supervision.
First off, Koto, do you know what the three major lifts are?
Three major lifts? Whats that? I was the leader of the Big Three.
His response made it clear he didnt know, so I explained, holding up three fingers,
Theyre commonly called the Big Three: squat, bench press, and deadlift.
Of course, being good at these three exercises didnt necessarily an you were great at all exercises, but they were excellent for assessing basic strength.
Lets start with the squat.
As Manager Nakayama and I led Koto to the free weight zone, the macho guys around us who recognized us began to subtly make way.
A local gym was like a wild jungle; when soone with a much better physique appeared, people tended to feel intimidated and quickly make room.
It was literally a world where the survival of the fittest rules!
First, I went to the squat rack and added two 10kg plates to the empty bar.
That made it 40kg.
This weight was enough for a warm-up for soone who had never done the three major lifts before.
Koto, who knew nothing but followed us anyway, stepped into the squat rack.
Under the guidance of Manager Nakayama, he lifted the barbell onto his shoulders with proper posture.
Heup!
He inhaled sharply, squatting down and standing up about three tis.
40kg seems too light for him.
Manager Nakayama nodded and signaled to .
I promptly increased the weight.
It was now the average weight for a regular person, 60kg.
This is easy!
But Koto easily managed it, eventually squatting up to 100kg.
Hmm. This is getting interesting.
Manager Nakayama muttered and then moved on to the next exercise, the bench press, to asure the 1RM (one-rep max).
Ultimately, Koto Kazuyas recorded scores were a squat of 100, a barbell press of 80, and a deadlift of 120.
Honestly, I hadnt expected an average person without proper training to be able to lift such heavy weights.
After completing all the basic physical fitness asurents, Koto Kazuya asked with spirited energy,
Osshaaaa! Brother! How did I do?!
Then Manager Nakayama, seemingly pleased, clapped and said,
You passed. You can start coming to our gym tomorrow.
While exercising, Koto Kazuya resembled an untad wild horse.
Probably, with proper training from a good master, he could achieve a much better physique than he has now.
Just like when I first t Manager Nakayama.
Now that Koto had gained the managers favor, it seed unnecessary for to intervene.
So, I was about to sneak away to focus on my original reason for coming to the gym, which was to work out.
Ah, Kim Yu-seong.
I ran into Fuma-senpai, who had just arrived at the gym, coming out of the changing room in his training clothes.
Hello.
As I greeted him and bowed, Koto, standing next to Manager Nakayama, ca over with gleaming eyes and asked a tactless question.
Shes very pretty! Is she yours, brother?
Wiggling his pinky finger as he spoke, Fuma-senpai, who was standing nearby and had overheard, blushed and objected.
What?! Kim Yu-seong and I are not in that kind of relationship!
Eh~ They say a strong denial is a strong affirmation. It seems right to , doesnt it?
Then Fuma-senpai, looking astonished, pointed at Koto.
Kim Yu-seong! What the heck?! Who is this rude guy?
It felt as if two people who should never have t just did, and I automatically started to feel a headache coming.
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