Chapter 189 Sams Training II (2/2)
”However, for you, it won't be either of that or even anything in the market,” Lucka continued, ”Boss always gives us our own customized weapons, that is built to specifications.”
Lucka reaches inside his jacket and took out two guns from each side holster, ”My specialty is guns as well, but unlike you, I can use both hands.”
He lovingly stroked the handle, showing a small kitten logo on one gun and a small puppy logo on the other.
”Is there anything you'd like engraved on your gun handles? You don't have to, of course,” Lucka said.
”White rabbit,” Sam said immediately, ”Can I give you the design myself?”
”Of course,” Lucka agreed immediately, ”Within 2 weeks while the production and development team create your gun. It will be designed specifically to fit your hands, be lightweight, slim yet powerful enough to pack a punch. There will be enough bullets to enable you to shoot your way out of immediate danger.”
Lucka put his guns back in the holster and then said, ”Oh, and there will be a safety catch since it'll be your first gun. Mine doesn't have any, so it enables me to take it out and shoot immediately but we can't for you. We wouldn't want you to accidentally shoot yourself in the foot now, would we?”
Sam nodded.
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After that, the months flew by. At least, it did for Sam.
In the morning, things were pretty normal. Go to school, have breakfast with Betty. Walk her to her class and steal a kiss or two if he could (when no one was looking).
Go to Sage Class, do his research on Smith Industries. As Kyle's PA, he would need to know its workings and everything about it, inside and out. His desk was already filling up with various files he created regarding the various businesses and organisations that it had. He also coordinated with Kyle regarding Kyle's future duties as CEO.
After class, he'd spend two hours either at the Student Council or at the library, tutoring Betty and giving slow kisses as rewards when she had the answers correct. If she had them wrong, he would give her sweet, consoling kisses to cheer her up.
Okay, so it's obvious he's just making excuses but it's not like Betty was complaining either.
At 4pm, he'd head over to Master Shifu's house and down the secret base.
He would do strength exercises coached by Alex, followed by gun shooting practice taught by Lucka and then, martial arts training under Zero.
The other members observed and prepared the programme that Sam followed, which would be updated weekly.
The results were noticeable, even though all the training was done in secret. Sam's posture and walk was different, as he gained confidence and was taught to always be on alert.
In the third month, Yume and Akira would often give sneak attacks to test Sam. If they managed to get a hit, then Sam's training increased.
Sam's physique also improved, and he was not as skinny as he used to be. It was not as toned as Kyle's, of course, and he didn't have a six-pack (yet) but it was certainly much more muscular than before.
It just wasn't noticeable as he still wore his long sleeve shirts that buttoned up to the neck.
He was much more fit and was more careful with his diet. He once wondered why Kyle didn't need a special diet, and when he asked - Lucka looked at him, shook his head and said, ”He IS on a special diet.”
”Kyle's metabolic rate is insane,” Lucka explained, ”He burns fats very fast and coupled with the sort of training he has, he needs lots of carbs and proteins. So what you see is him basically replenishing what his body needs.”
”So that is why he eats like a pig yet doesn't gain any weight?” Sam asked.
”Yes,” Lucka said, ”Though he isn't allowed sweets. Empty calories, you see. When he does have that occasional dessert - like Auntie Rheia's brownies - he has to work it out.”
Sam remembered those brownies. He didn't blame Kyle at all.
✿✿ Five months later ✿✿
It has been five months since Sam's training began.
He found, to his surprise, how much he enjoyed it. He was fitter than ever and the constant 'attacks' made his rather mundane life quite fun. Sam could understand how Kyle would find this thrilling. This 'double life', so to speak.
This was also the time that Sam's ”volunteering” services ended, so he was in Master Shifu's living room and reading the report Kyle had done.
He needed to know its contents, so he studied it carefully. He would ask questions on things he didn't understand so that he would not be caught should the Principal ask him.
Kyle watched Sam, pleased with the results. Sam had performed far better than he had expected and that was truly good. Sam is fitter and has gained some skills but he's far from being an expert. It would take him years to reach Zero & gang's level, but he's definitely not a normal 13-year-old anymore.
”Do you regret it?” Kyle asked softly, looking at Sam.
Sam looked up at him, smiling widely, ”Never.”