"We've already trained enough today! I'm exhausted and can't do any more! I've used up every bit of stamina I have for today."
Stefan struggled, trying to pry Sasha's hand off him.
"Squeeze out more. I'm telling you to wring out every last drop of strength you've got!"
"I can't. I can't! I'm dying."
"What did I say earlier? What's our goal?"
When Stefan stayed silent, Sasha clenched her fist and pressed him once more.
"Our goal is!!"
"First place……."
"Yes! Our goal is first place! You have to squeeze out every last bit of strength in training to even get near first place!"
From Sasha's glaring eyes, a fierce blue fighting spirit blazed.
"Sasha. Go easy. You're going to kill the poor guy."
Nathan said with a grin. He was stopping her in words, but his eyes were clearly full of amusement.
"Go easy? There's no 'go easy' in…
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