“Incorrect try again,” Camilla nearly shouted as her whips landed onto Lefu back. This training session has almost gone onto five hours putting their current time around 8 P.M. Even with overuse of lashes during the training, Lefu was still happy as his Acting skill was increasing reasonably rapidly.

[Skill Acting: Intermediate Level 23.2%]

The percentage might not be high but with researching for the experience it still quicker. Also, with someone guiding him the work of an entire day and night was done in five hours. Standing beside him Clare was more memorizing to Lefu as he saw how hard she been working and he white shirt nearly transparent only increased it.

‘Clare wearing Black, hmm doesn’t really fit her image,’ Lefu thought as he repeated his lines again.

Even if he only has about fourteen lines for the entire episode, he was clueless why he had to go through demonic training. Glancing at her watch, Camilla put her whip away which made Lefu even more clueless where she got it from.

“Well time get ready for dinner,” The cheerful and warmly Camilla appeared before them, “Lefu if you would follow me.”

“Your mother is scary at how fast she changes,” Lefu whispered to Clare who leaned away from him as he too close.

Walking a few feet behind Camilla out of the room, she led him to the guest room and pointed to a fresh pair of clothing that been left out for him. This time he was left with a black sleeveless shirt and pair of black shorts that end at the bottom of his knees. Quickly showering and changing again he left the room where a maid appeared and directed him toward the dining hall again.

Inside the room, Lefu spotted Clare and Camilla already present wearing casual clothes while a man appearing to be in his thirties were with them. Placing at his arrive the man broke away and approached Lefu.

“It about time I got to meet you, Lefu,” the man said, confusing him on why the man appeared so excited to meet him.

“Honey introduce yourself first,” Camilla commented behind him.

“Nice to meet you when your awake, I am Clare father also the CEO of Primrose, Kevin Zurie,” The man announced without the slightest arrogant. Slowly reaching out his hand Lefu went to shake the man hand only to feel extreme coldness from his hand.

‘Why does his body temperature feel so cold? And why did he mention awake this time, does he spy on me when I sleep,’ Lefu thought taking his hand back and shivered at the thought. Taking small backward Lefu looked over to Clare who was wearing a blue shirt and matching shorts.

“Young man, have you taken a liking to my daughter? If so you have to pass my test to see if you're worthy enough,” Kevin eyes turned Sharp and acted like a mighty noble looking down on a slave.

As if not noticing his attitude Lefu decided to answer truthfully, “She pretty and has charming personality below her glacier of coldness.”

How he arrived at the answer was because he was thinking about the what happened during lunch and during the morning shooting. Clare seems to have a playful personality and likes to compete but seems to have trouble speaking her mind sometimes. Even if he somewhat dense when it comes to certain things he still picked some traits to her.

Raising his eyebrow, Kevin seems to be thinking about something while grinning about his thoughts. The chills which seem to be coming more often ran down Lefu spine as he looked Kevin in the eye. Staring into the deep blue eyes of a man-made Lefu feel…the urge to throw up.

“Why don’t you let the boy come over and sit,” Camilla asks.

Smacking the center if his forehead Kevin laughed as he returned to where he was initially at the head of the table. Noticing that the only spot left was next to Clare he sat next to her and gently smiled. Returning with a small grin, Clare seemed to melt out of her glacier cold attitude surprising Lefu.

“Look at that Dear, they’re flirting with us present,” Kevin interrupted them, with a goofy smile.

“Are we going to get a son in law soon maybe?” Camilla commented turning Clare and Lefu red from embarrassment.

“Nope, because I haven’t done Kevin's test,” Lefu threw out trying to counterattack.

“Oh that, I just wanted to try saying it once,” Kevin eliminated Lefu attack and KO him.

After a few minutes of waiting the food arrived, which seems to be Chinese themed ranging from simple noodles to fancy chicken layout as a dragon. When the meal was laid out, it took the form of a fest fit for a king. Quickly grabbing the chicken leg in front of him he began digging in as Kevin did the same forming a competition who can eat the most.

Soon both of them finished their fourth plate of food with no sign of slowing down. Watching from the side Clare and Camilla held their own conversation while enjoying their meal. The competition began slowing down when they reached their seventh plate where both looked pale from overeating and leaning over the table nearly sick from looking at the food.

“It seems they’re down, but they seemed to tie, and we can’t have that now,” Camilla said as she smacks the back of Kevin as if forming more room in his stomach. Copying her mother method, Clare slapped Lefu, who met the gaze of Kevin who holding back tears as he wolfs down more food.

After a few moments both Kevin and Lefu collapse to the ground groaning from overeating. Laughing at both of them, Camilla and Clare appeared as a demon for the two as grabs hand seeming to understand the other party difficulty.

“Well it seems it’s time to send you home Lefu,” Clare stated while she watched the boys shed tears and formed a weird connection to each other.

“It seems this is goodbye for now, but if your always welcome here and call this number if you need help and I will try my best,” Kevin said handing over a business card with his number on the back.

“Mother, why do they act like their going out, it creepy?” Clare asked her Mother with a disgusted look as she watched them cry over being separated.

“Don’t give us that look, you just can’t understand a bond between men,” Both Kevin and Lefu shouted in unison at the unfair look they received. Soon after that Bill pulled the car around and drove off with Lefu in the back.

Sitting in the back Lefu, who was looking out the window was thinking about the day he had and why is it always Bill picking him up or dropping him off. The forty-minute car rides soon ended as it took ten more minutes than in the morning as traffic was more substantial. Quickly waving by to Bill entered his building and made his way to his apartment where he stared at his parents who were worshipping the poster with all the signatures after opening the door.

Below the frame were candles and tray for offering while his parents were mumbling unknown words. Reaching to the nearby phone book that sat near the door Lefu took few steps back as he prepared to throw it at them. As if sensing danger to their praise passion his mother turned his direction and had a scary look that seemed to overpower what Kevin release before.

When she realized it was her son, the scary aura disappeared, and a bright smile appeared as she stood up and walked towards him. Within a few seconds, she was few feet away from him, but Lefu suddenly lifted the book from instinct and put it in front of his chest where four holes suddenly appeared. The cold sweat rocket down Lefu back as he kept moving the phone book around as it the holes began multiplying.

“Do you want to explain why we are being sued for half million?” She said in a friendly (Threatening) tone.

“Umm, it seems the father of the car crash I witnessed last week seems to want to take his grief out on me. He seems to be using an actor who wanted to pick a fight with Clare and me this morning,” Lefu clarified as the book fell apart.

“Oh, is that all? Well food in the refrigerator if you’re hungry,” Violet nicely mention before going back to worship the poster.

Entering his room Lefu flopped down onto his bed and opened his mind realm. After thinking about what he should practice Lefu decided on the martial arts technique he got in the morning- Soft Fist of ancient Kung Fu. The information on the way to do a palm strike to tapping the opponent to injury or shatter organ appeared once more, but once Lefu looked in the knowledge the mind realm loaded a visual and a training dummy.

“So, space can do this kind of thing?” Lefu said as he watches the visual play an old man fighting ten soldiers in heavy plated armor. The old man stepped forwards toward on and sent a palm into the man stomach leaving behind a handprint and the man on the ground throwing up buckets of blood. Going to the next man, the old man began shaking his hand at high speed causing a small buzzing sound as he planted his hand on the armor, but his hand seemed to drill through before shaking the organs of the man receiving it.

The old man went on to show eight more moves before the video ended and asked if Lefu wanted to rewatch the starting levels of the moves. Stunned that those are only the beginning levels it got him to motivate to reach the higher levels. Starting right after he regains his sense he stuck the training dummy with his palm.

[Score: 1/100]

‘Is it score how well I use it or how many times I hit under certain time?’ Lefu thought as he tried again.

[Score: 4/100]

[Score: 2/100]

[Score: 6/100]

‘So, it going by how well I strike and use the move,’ Lefu determined after hitting it a few times with different approach.

[Skill Soft Touch: Beginner 2%]

‘This is going to take a while,’ Lefu muttered as he slowly corrected his form and watched the video repletely.

***

Inside a dark room with nearly everything breakable broke Ted Block, was throwing a tantrum as he learns that Lefu who he holds great hatred for is with Clare for an entire week and seems to get along great. He sent a man to follow her so he can appear near her when she alone but was told Lefu was with her and was laughing when they were having lunch. Pulling out his phone he dialed a number where a man with a voice changer answered.

“Hitman service, Who the target and amount offered,” the man asked.

“Target: Lefu Delano, Offer: $40,000,” Ted Answer.

“Please hold,” the man said as he quickly researched his target in his computer which hacks into the police database.

“I call when it been done,” The man replied and hung up.

An evil grinned appeared on Ted as he thought ‘This is what you get for trying to take what’s mine,’ as he called in a young servant girl to serve him tonight.