1162 Joy 2 (2/2)
A week passed.
Garen used various measures to finally successfully solve the nude photos issue. Rather than saying it was solved, all he had to do was to pull open Kong Xinxue's locked drawer to uncover a drawer full of densely packed, nude photos of him…
Garen's face literally turned green when he found the drawer.
Fortunately, he managed to find the original copies of these photos. He sighed in relief resolutely after destroying all of these properly.
Nonetheless, he still needed to keep his guard up against his crazy sister. A meticulous person like her would never put all of her eggs in one basket. She would definitely have other records. Thus, it was better for him not to provoke her if possible.
Peace was restored in his life once again. Garen did not provoke his sister while she quietly resumed her role as the beautiful violinist.
Receiving a large sum of money, the Kong household was able to quickly move into a larger house located in a high-end community in the central downtown area. They even bought two high-quality cars that truly resembled streamlined race cars from the outside.
Their quality of life improved greatly as well. Their allowances were increased while their apparel was updated to the latest fashion.
Meanwhile, Garen's application to join the school's Unrestricted Combat Department was successful as well. He began his safe blade-wielding plan.
There were special rules in the Unrestricted Combat Department. They were allowed to wear the various accessories that were used for practice at most times. This was part of the special treatment that was given to them along with their credentials. This was also the main reason why No. 3 High School was weakest academically yet also the strongest sports school in Lily of the Valley. Various students with special talents and martial arts practitioners were specially invited to enroll there because what good would it be if these students merely studied? They focused most of their energy in their training while using their remaining bits of vigor to study. Those who could get good grades were geniuses.
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Inside the bright and spacious main combat classroom, numerous rows of fluorescent lamp tubes hung tightly to each other from the white ceiling above. The nameplates of each divisional branch's members in the Unrestricted Combat Department hung above the headquarters' main door.
Tables were packed tightly inside the classroom. Several members of the divisional branches within the group were busy conducting the formalities with the new students who were either specially recruited or had just applied. Others were explaining certain matters.
Garen sat at the table at the Saber Art Dojo Department. He was bored as one of his hand was supporting his face. His lazy manner made it impossible for people to not want to beat him up in one look. He had completely relaxed after coming to this world. He was enjoying life, taking and experiencing things slowly.
After joining the Unrestricted Combat Department's Saber Art Dojo, he now possessed his own wooden saber as well. However, he was disappointed because there were only a few martial arts hobbyists in the Saber Art Dojo. The most skillful one was merely a showy individual who had only practiced for a few years. This person would be completely ineffective during actual combat.
He merely had to get rid of the supposed strongest powerhouse within a few rallies before he sat properly at the seat of the top member.
However, no one came over to apply to the Saber Art Dojo because of Garen's lazy, sleepy state.
Only one person joined after more than half a day. Frankly, the other cold steel branches were suffering similarly. Some of them were even forced to merge together because their membership registration was extremely low.
Two people sat behind Garen. They consisted of a handsome young man and a beautiful girl whom Garen had picked out from the Saber Art Dojo to attract new members to join his department. However, since there were only a total of fifteen people in the Saber Art Dojo, they were merely of that caliber despite being specially selected…
”We want to join the Saber Art Dojo. Please add us to the name list.” Suddenly, a resounding voice roused Garen from his drowsiness.
”Someone wants to join?” The man at the side whom Garen had named as Saber Two smiled radiantly and stood up to greet hurriedly.
The girl who was known as Saber Three stood up to greet another female student as well.
The boy and girl who were standing in front of the Saber Art Dojo's table looked extremely arrogant. They were dressed trendily and their dressing was not low-grade items. They were obviously from upper-middle-class family backgrounds.
Through the conversation, both of them quickly revealed that someone had specially introduced the Saber Art Dojo to them and asked them to join it. They had clearly rushed here for Garen's sake.
Through their speech, Garen managed to guess the person who had sent them quickly.
”Lincoln.”
When he saw both of them agreeing implicitly, Garen was too lazy to concern himself with this.
”From today onwards, you will be Saber One and you will be Saber Two. The rest of you can arrange yourselves until the end,” he said while pointing at the young man and woman who had arrived recently.
He decided to refer to them like this simply so that he could manage them easily. Moreover, he was too lazy to remember the names of these rookies.
”…don't we need to introduce ourselves?” said the new male student called Saber One helplessly. Although he had merely come here for fun with his younger sister, wasn't it too sloppy to not even do a simple task like asking for their names?
”Names aren't important. It's fine as long as they're easy to remember,” answered Garen simply. ”Alright, you guys are the only recruits for this week so pack up.” It would be impossible for him not to tell that the person who arrived had a foundation in combat already. Moreover, he had at least a few years' worth of actual combat experience. These were things that could be determined through observing his every move including the way he stood or walked.
These two people pushed the original Saber One and Saber Two down right after they arrived. However, the first two people had good temperaments and merely shrugged their shoulders to indicate that it was fine.
The Saber Art Dojo team tidied and cleared the tables quickly before the group of five left the headquarters.
”Now, everyone is free to proceed with their own activities now.” Garen decisively let them go on a break.
”Great Saber, what time should we assemble?” asked ex-Saber One helplessly.
”Everyone can do as they please.” Garen waved his hand. ”Don't come looking for me unless there's a reason.” He walked away, leaving an unrestrained figure behind before disappearing past the school gates.
”…”
The group could only gaze at him in silence. At this moment, everyone including the new Saber One and Saber Two regarded him as an incomparable pain in the ass.