"You two, stay at the inn and get some rest. Don't wander around. Your teacher will be right back." After giving his students their instructions, Young Master Mao strode off.
After bringing his two students back to the inn, Young Master Mao had washed up and felt much fresher.
Still, that fishing incident felt a little embarrassing. Not that either student dared to make fun of him.
As the saying went, hold your temper for a moment, and the more you thought about it, the angrier you got. Young Master Mao decided to find someone to battle and blow off some steam.
And so, leaving the two youngsters at the inn, he headed straight for the Dewford Gym late that night.
The two youngsters exchanged a look and quietly followed him in perfect sync.
After all, a master could show you the door, but your training depended on you. These two children were each cleverer than the other. How could they pass up a chance to watch in person?
"Hi-yah!" Just as Young Master Mao reached the entrance, before he could kick the door open, a girl's sharp cry suddenly rang out.
Young Master Mao ducked.
Bam! The girl's flying kick went straight into the door...
"Hiss..." Master and students all sucked in a breath alike. Seriously, that had to hurt...
"Hmm?" Young Master Mao looked back. Kimarō looked left while Brendan looked right, whistling in a vain attempt to act as though they weren't there...
"All right, since you're here, get over here." Young Master Mao laughed helplessly.
"Hehe, Teacher... we just love learning," Brendan said shamelessly.
"Ah, right!" Kimarō nodded along, his face slightly flushed.
"Well... fine." Young Master Mao pursed his lips. "Follow along if you want to watch. But a friendly warning: try not to copy