When I reached the office its look like my mother just finished her conversation on the office.
She looks different. Kinda refreshed. Maybe the discussion between her and my father were going well. Its great.
I smiled.
"Ruca-chan, go inside the office". My mother tell me.
"Yes, Mommy".
Going inside the office, i can see how the room are so neat and tidy. The books are placed orderly.
Based on the condition of his workplace, i can see that he is a fastidious person.
"Good evening father". I greet him.
"Good evening. I heard that you want to learn poison. Why?". Without wasting his time, he ask me straight to the point.
"I want to protect my dearest". I said.
"You can use equipments to protect someone so why especially choose poison?".
"To protect someone, i dont want to use only strength. I want to have power that can healed them when they are in pain and hurt anything that can harm them".
"Poison user are accustomed with feeling during their training since it is so hard and hurtful". He explained.
"Can u withstand it?".
Without hesistating, "No matter what happen i can go through it". I look at he directly.
Closing his distance to me, instantly he release an intense pressure and release a faint punch to my body.
It is so hurt. But i try to withstand the pain.
"Good". He looks satisfied with my endurance.
Hearing that, i feel relief. I have passed his test.
I remeber, during that instance my father release the pressure, I cannot make myself to move. What is that pressure?
As if hearing the question played in my mind,
"The pressure that i show before is called intent. It only show up when a person have enough experience. Do u know why you cannot move before?"
"Why, Father?".
Looking at me, "Because you are too weak. With that weak body, before using the poison you are already dead. Do you realize that strength are important now?".
I am too weak. I know that.
"Please make me to get stronger, Father". I plead him.
He nodded, satisfied with my answer.
"Starting next week, you will train your body and build up your strength first. After I satisfied with you performance, then you will start learn poison".
"Thank you, Father".
Thinking about exercising, i feel excited. I love to move around.
"Father, who will help me to train?". I wonder.
"I am".
Huh! My father is going to help me. It cant be true. He is a busy person.
"Is something the matter?"
"No. Its nothing". I said weakly.
"You dont want me to help you?".
Its not i hate he to help me but its going to be so awkward.
"You dont want?"
"No, I appreciate it. But wouldnt my training will disturb you. I am fine with other people". I try to softly discourage him.
"I can manage it". He looks at me.
Okay. Now i know, once he decide something, he will go through it till the end.
Nothing i say can discourage him. Lets only do my best!
But maybe with me training with him can make our distace to grow closer. Then this is much better.
"Thank you, Father".
He nodded.
Then I excused myself.
Out of the office, i finally take a breath. So relaxed.
The tension in the room is too much. I cant bear it.
"Ruca, is anything happen? Did your father allow you to train?". My mother ask me.
"Yes Mommy. Starting next week i will train in building my physical strength". I smiled happily at her.
"Thats great".
Now i will do my best.