At dawn, I sat on a chair and looked up at the sky. As I stared at the sky at this time of the day, the thoughts of the hardships I endured while running away came up, and seeing the beautiful sky left a strange emotion.

"One." The chair lowered at my command.

"Two." Then it rose again.

"One, but when are we going to have the second bet?"

"I, I don't know! Today, I have! Huuk, huuk. Plans."

I could feel the chair shaking.

"Two, you're not trying to escape by using plans as an excuse, are you?"

"Oh, no, I’m not!"

As if it had hit its limit, the chair did not rise again.

"Come on, you can use your mana, so let's do 30 more push-ups."

At my encouragement, Lisbon, the person squashed underneath me, barely managed to push himself up using mana. Then, with a bright red face and drool spilling from his mouth, he shook his head.

"Impossible, it’s too much. Spare me."

"One. Hey, I'm not the one who asked for help with training."

"What? I thought- This isn’t what I had in mind!" Lisbon yelled in desperation, which was irregular as he usually didn’t raise his voice.

All right, it looks like the workout is progressing as it should. I had no doubt that he would quickly reach his limit since I made my body...