Garou clutched his head, furious but not daring to speak. At the same time, though, he felt he really was getting better and better at taking a beating!
Could this be true training?
(￣ｰ￣)?
Seeing a perfectly good war wolf... no, Garou, nearly ruined by Bang's teaching, Josen's eye twitched.
But...
This guy seemed pretty comfortable with this kind of master-disciple relationship?
(´･ω･`)?
A smile tugged at Josen's lips. He hadn't strengthened Bang-he'd given Garou a "warm home"!
Sure enough, even a rebellious teenager determined to become "the ultimate evil" could be reformed and turned around with enough love and care!
At least this way, the world could suffer one less injury.
Josen (hands on hips.JPG): I really am a great philanthropist!
Garou (wearing a miserable scowl): So I'm the only one who gets hurt, is that it?
After welcoming the master and disciple, with their differing expressions, into camp, Josen snapped his fingers to conjure a rustic tea set and sat down with Bang inside the martial arts hall.
As for Garou, one icy look from Bang told him everything, and he went outside the hall to train without being asked.
Josen boiled water and brewed tea, learning the reason for Bang's visit in the process.
"...What? You want Garou to serve as a sparring partner and practice with the trainees?"
The old man nodded, all smiles. "Precisely."
Josen glanced at Bang calmly drinking his tea, raised an eyebrow, then looked at Garou, who had been sent outside to hold a horse stance with weight plates balanced on his head.
(ー`´ー)
Though he seemed harmless enough, Josen knew he had merely retracted his claws and fangs under his master's painful loving care. His deep-seated dissatisfaction with the world and violent tendencies had yet to disappear completely.
Garou (mouth twitching