It was 6 A.M. in Ashton city, and the sun was slowly starting to rise from the horizon.
Refreshed from my goodnight's sleep, I headed towards section B. Just the usual private training with Donna.
Navigating my way through section B like it was my own backyard, I slowly made my way towards the private training grounds and opened the doors.
—Clank!
"Good morning"
Covering my eyes I waved at Donna who was already in the room. With how bright the ceiling lights were I needed a bit of time to adjust my eyes to the lights.
"Oh? you're here. Morning"
With her hands behind her head, Donna tied her hair into a ponytail.
"Are we doing the usual?"
"Yup"
Letting loose of her now tied ponytail, Donna picked up a metal staff.
"Alright let's get star—"
Donna abruptly cut her sentence short.
Her brows suddenly knit tightly as she looked towards the entrance of the training room.
'Hm? what's up with her?'
"Hu..."
Noticing Donna's odd behavior, I looked towards the direction she was looking at. A strange sound escaped from my mouth.
Peeking from the small glass window on the door that led to the training room, a familiar face flashed by.
Although she was covering herself with a mask and sunglasses, I was easily able to see through her terrible disguise.
Monica Jeffrey. The sunset witch.
"Monica, I know it's you. Come in"
Donna massaged her forehead.
Glaring at the door, her cold voice echoed across the room.
Flinching, the masked figure awkwardly opened the door to the training ground.
—Clank!
"Hehe, I didn't expect for you to see through my disguise. You are indeed formidable, Donna"
Removing her disguise, Monica awkwardly laughed.
'To think that my disguise was seen through that quickly. Donna truly is my archnemesis'
Monica once again told herself to never mess with Donna.
'Your hair color and stature gave you away'
Staring at Monica, I inwardly facepalmed. Even though she didn't say what she was thinking out loud, her facial expression gave away what she was thinking.
The number of people that had the same colored hair and were the same size could only be counted with one hand.
Seeing through her disguise wasn't hard at all.
"What are you doing here Monica?"
"Keumm...well, I was just passing by and noticed that the lights were on—"
"You were following me weren't you?"
Before Monica could finish speaking, Donna cut her mid-sentence. In response, Monica turned her head to the side.
"I have no idea about what you're talking about"
"Haa...Monica, you've got to improve on your acting skills. I can easily see through your lies"
Donna let out a sigh.
If not for the fact that she was used to Monica already, she would've long given up on her.
Placing my hand on the grip of my sword, a subtle clicking sound resounded across the training ground.
Not long after, silence descended the training ground.
Chapter end
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