Several days of hellish training finally came to an end.
The training ground was a complete mess, littered with deep craters smashed out by Susanoo and...
Chino, Izumi, and Itachi sat slumped in the dust, gasping for breath.
Their clothes were covered in dust, their cheeks scraped, and they looked utterly bedraggled.
Although the past few days had been miserable, all three had made substantial gains in strength.
"Hiss..."
Grimacing, Chino rubbed her shoulder and limped to her feet.
She tilted her head up and shouted at Yūto, full of resentment:
"You bastard, Yūto! I knew nothing good ever came of you starting a training session! Using Susanoo to beat up weaklings-are you a devil?"
Yūto curled his lips and appeared in front of Chino with a Body Flicker Technique.
Smack!
She mercilessly landed a precise chop on her forehead, producing a crisp sound.
"Ow!" Chino immediately clutched her head.
"You ungrateful little brat." Yūto rolled his eyes. "Where else could you find a top-class expert to spar with you for free, at this intensity, no less? If anyone else wanted me to personally train them, I might not bother even if they paid. You got a bargain and still have the nerve to complain?"
Although Izumi was exhausted too, she could not help smiling gently at Chino's grimacing face and tried to smooth things over:
"Chino, our teacher is doing this for our own good. Look, it was hard, but we really do feel much stronger, and our teamwork has improved too."
Itachi nodded as well. "Besides, Chino, this was already the last day. It's over now. Complaining won't help."
After getting smacked on the forehead and lectured by both her teammates in turn, Chino pouted. Although she still looked thoroughly displeased, she stopped shouting and merely muttered a