Before becoming a captive, Perona had never dreamed that such a day would come.
Unable to resist, she could only submit to her fate.
She had already mentally prepared herself to endure all kinds of hardship.
But...
"Why is this happening?"
As a captive, was she really supposed to work out like crazy?
Perona was on the verge of tears.
The high-intensity weight training every day not only tormented her mentally, but also left her body aching constantly, causing her immense suffering.
She didn't want to lift weights or exercise!
However, captives had no human rights.
"Big Bear, I'm so tired... Can I rest for five—no, three minutes is enough!"
Perona, carrying a huge iron ball on her shoulder, gazed pitifully at Jim, who stood before her with his arms folded and an expressionless face.
"There are still 124 repetitions."
Jim offered a friendly reminder, which was also an indirect refusal of Perona's request.
Perona's eyes fluttered as she pleaded in a childish voice, "I'm really tired. Can't you... make an exception?"
"If you fail to finish within the time limit, you'll have to add another hundred repetitions."
Jim remained unmoved, once again reminding Perona of her situation.
Seeing how utterly incapable Jim was of understanding romance, Perona's hunched figure, weighed down by the iron ball, looked especially pitiable.
"You awful big bear! You'll never find a wife in your life!!!"
Gritting her teeth, Perona cursed Jim in her heart, wishing him a lifetime of bachelorhood.
"Perona, you don't have much time left." Jim urged her expressionlessly.
"..."
Perona could only resign herself to continuing her weight training.
After finally completing the remaining repetitions, she collapsed onto the ground as if utterly drained, looking like she was about to drop dead on the spot.
"J-Jaya, are you coming yet?" Perona