Chapter 178: The Morning After
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah! Good Morning Everyone!” Drake shouteding out of his tent, holding a mug of something, “And what a wonderful morning it is!” he shouted, Bjorn, passed by, stopping, and looking at him like he was ready to be entertained.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Why are you looking so glum, friend?” Drake smiled at Bjorn, “Get some ‘experience’ too, it will put a smile on your face!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Everyone and your mother heard your experiencest night bro, and I’ll pass for now I got training to do,” Bjorn scoffed shouldering his ymore.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Awe, you''re a party pooper man,” Drake sighed, “Fine, I’ll be there in a little, you going to snag the kid?” Drake asked, deting.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, I got Shigure, don’t worry about it. Remember aftercare is important,” Bjorn winked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hey!” Drake snapped, “It wasn’t like that! <i><span style="font-weight:400">Yet…</i><span style="font-weight:400"> I <i><span style="font-weight:400">meeeeean</i><span style="font-weight:400">, we don’t kink shame here dude.”
<span style="font-weight:400">The sound of the tent ps opening sounded behind him, and a sheepish ire walked out pulling on Drake’s clothes.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh you heard all that?” Drake snickered.
<span style="font-weight:400">ire nodded silently, her face slightly scarlet.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’ll summon some hot water, you can take a bath first in the tent if you’d like ire,” Drake offered, to which she nodded again.
<span style="font-weight:400">“<i><span style="font-weight:400">Boarish ape….”</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Natto sneered in his head.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">Hey! I was very gentle. And it’s kind of weird to think about now after the fact, but you were technically there for that whole thing weren’t-</i>
<i><span style="font-weight:400">“Ahhhhhhh! Say no more! I beg of youuuuuuuu!!!!”</i><span style="font-weight:400"> she screamed at the top of her lungs.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drakeughed.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">Did you want to take a shower too, wash the disgust from yourself?</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake smirked.
<span style="font-weight:400">Natto rolled out of Drake’s head and to his shoulder, then hopped down without a word entering the tent.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Enough water for a bath you foul-smelling bipedal, single-celled, sad excuse for a man,” Natto cringed.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hey Natto,” Drake said, stopping her.
<span style="font-weight:400">Natto turned around, her face cocked in a curious look.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I won the bet,” Drake sneered.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ahhhhhhhhh!!! Shut up!” Natto screamed, covering her red-furred ears.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake reared his head back cackling, almost dropping to the floor before recovering a few minutester wiping tears from his eyes. Finally getting to filling up buckets of hot bath water and bringing them into the tent.
<span style="font-weight:400">There ire was still clothed, speaking to Natto about something. Drake dropped the barrels down and brought out arger tub-like wooden barrel, pouring the water into it.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Here’s some extra to rinse off, I’ll be outside when you''re done.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake left understanding that they most likely wanted to talk about something.
<span style="font-weight:400">Once outside he quickly began practicing. He had been cking on assimting his new skills and seeing the extent of the upgrades that came with his new race.
<span style="font-weight:400">His magic felt more natural than ever, and the energy within his own body felt cleaner and more essible. Flexing his hand his arm began glowing in a red hue, his martial skill brimming to life and dissipating. The skill felt more in tune, much like his other skills.
<span style="font-weight:400">Not only had they be more powerful, but Drake could feel how they had be more in line with his imagination.
<span style="font-weight:400">His magic hade leaps in bounds in strength. And the adaptability thanks to the increased control and mana pool helped him in ways he didn’t think should be possible.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m still F-Rank and I can take down a mid E-Rank… I don’t think that’s supposed to be normal,” he thought aloud.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What’s not normal? I never thought you were normal for a second anyway bro,” Bjorn said, returning.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, that’s just rude. I was talking about the strength increase from the change that happened. I’m wondering if yours could be the same?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Shigure stood silently behind Bjorn, his brow raised as he listened in.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I suppose it’s fine to tell him now?” Drake asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t really mind. I haven’t exactly been hiding it but I won’t bring it up,” Bjorn shrugged.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well,” Drake began looking at Shigure, “I’m not human anymore, but I’m sure you could guess that based on the skin tone change and the hair. And no I’m not a Sayian,” Drake said with a little disappointment in his voice.
<span style="font-weight:400">Shigure looked only slightly shocked, but seemed to have already guessed what Drake had revealed.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I guessed something had changed, but a Race change is quite substantial… Was it an item?” Shigure asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake shook his head, “No I won’t give you a specific, but it wasn’t an item, and it wasn''t by choice.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Not by choice?” Shigure questioned.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake nodded, “It was forced onto me when I met the tutorial’s sponsor,” Drake exined, shivering slightly, remembering the feeling of the Dragon Woman’s hand inside his back.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What? I thought consuming skill stones had to be by choice?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s what I thought too, but apparently an S-Rank being can do whatever they want,” Drake scoffed, “But I was told the system will punish her for doing it since it’s still against the rules. But back to what we were nning, do you think you could get your friend Sato as well? I’m going to be bringing some from my party as well. Might as well make this a group exercise. We want everyone to survive out there after all.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Shigure winced, but nodded, “Yes, I’ll go see to him then…” then mumbled, “Damn it, now I have to hear more stupid show references…..”
<span style="font-weight:400">Bjorn followed Shigure with his eyes until he was past the tents.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Surprised you trusted him with that. Something happen?” Bjorn asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Not really. Just think I should trust him a bit more since we’re going to be partners for what''s toe,” Drake exined, twirling some of his spells in his hand.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Decided to work together then huh.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yup. What about you? What are your ns after the tutorial?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Bjorn ced his hand on his chin, “Hmmm, not sure if I’m being honest.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake looked at him a little confused, “Well you have to at leaste find me, I’m sorry it has to sound this way. But the world can’t have you running around unsupervised.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You sound like a mother worried about her kid going off for the first time,” Bjorn scoffed, “I wouldn’t worry about that, I’m sure I’ll find you. I’m just not sure about what my goals are. I’ve just wanted a quiet life, but I don’t think I’ll be able to manage that…”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake stood up and ced his hand on the big man’s shoulder, “I’m sure we can work something out. Come find me after the tutorial, and I’ll carve out a little home away from home for you where no one will bother you, promise.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Bjorn pushed Drake''s hand off, cing a closed fist in front of him, “Sounds great bro.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake met with his own fist and bumped Bjorn’s just in time for ire to walk out of the tent, her hair still slightly damp, Natto on her shoulder just as watered down.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah! I am alive again!” Natto shouted, raising her arms, “You ape, enough of your dallying, dry us off,” she demanded.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake looked at ire and smiled.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, yes, right away your Highness,” Drake saidplying as he waved his hand a warm gentle breeze blowing towards the pair, “Something about a womaning out of the shower, is special….” he mumbled.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What? I can’t hear you over the wind!” ire shouted.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh I know, that’s why I said it,” Drake grinned.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s foul bro,” Bjorn frowned, “But I can’t help but agree.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I knew you had some stories to tell!” Drake said, snapping back to Bjorn.
<span style="font-weight:400">Bjorn shrugged and began walking off towards the other tents, “I never said I didn’t, but you won’t be getting them out of me bro,” he saidughing as he walked into the distance.
<span style="font-weight:400">“How was the bath?” Drake asked after a few minutes of drying ire and Natto off.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It was heavenly… I wish we had some proper soap though…” ire admitted.
<span style="font-weight:400">“We had a long talk,” Natto nodded, “The bath was adequate as well.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh a talk huh? About what?” Drake asked, raising an eyebrow.
<span style="font-weight:400">“N-nothing…” ire said, slightly embarrassed, but Drake was also able to make out a bit of sadness in her eyes.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake turned to Natto, his eyes burrowing into her for an answer.
<span style="font-weight:400">“W-what?! I did nothing not uncalled for! But I will not speak of it! Out of respect for the zappy zappy girl.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“My name is ire…” ire whimpered.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That is what I said,” Natto replied.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake shook his head, “Right, well let’s get some breakfast, we have a long day of sparing ahead of us.”
<span style="font-weight:400">—---
<span style="font-weight:400">“Everybody here?” Drake shouted looking around.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hai, Shishou! Thank you for including me in this!” Sato replied with gusto.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Who is this guy?” Chelsea mumbled to Jacqueline.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Looks like another tosser. Man probably brought him just to have augh, yeah?” Jacqueline whispered back.
<span style="font-weight:400">“No whispering in ss!” Drake yelled pointing at Chelsea and Jacqueline, “Serious time!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“When have you ever been serious, ya twit?” Jacquelineughed.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Fair! But serious time is now. We have thirty days to do as much as possible in the way of helping everyone’sbat abilities. And I n on forcing everyst one of you to do so. I don’t want any dead party members once you are out of my sight alright?” Drake exined.
<span style="font-weight:400">“So what will we be doing then Sir?” Amir asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Good question Amir! You will each pair off with someone who is rtively your same level and spar. Everyone should focus on hand-to-handbat for now and then we will move on to honing your skills and spells after,” Drake instructed.
<span style="font-weight:400">“But why would I need hand-to-hand if I can use my damn lil uns?” Hudson said, a little grumpily.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well Mr. Scrooge, if you fight something that can tank your bots, what are you going to do? Drop your pants and turn around? Hope for the best?” Drake scoffed, “ No first thing is foundation, most of you are warrior or ranger-based sses before your upgrades, which means you will need to be skilled in a few areas regardless of how strong your current ss is with its skills. You will find a monster or person you will not be able to beat with your skills alone so you need to take measures to survive when your skills are ineffective or on cooldown.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Wouldn’t we just die if we met someone like you or Bear…?” Julia offered.
<span style="font-weight:400">“True, but we are talking about the more slightly above-average people and monsters. We shouldn’t be your baseline for strength. Both Bear and I are freaks.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Not cool bro,” Bjorn added.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake chuckled but continued, “The opponents I am referring to would be people and monsters who are slightly above your level, possibly 3 to 5 more. And who may be a bad matchup for you. The point of these sparing sessions are going to be how you handle a situation that isn’t in your favor. But to get to that, I need all of you to have alternative means than your regr ss to survive. That means kiting, dying for cooldowns, deception, pulling your pants down. Whatever it is, to be honed and help you overall.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“We can skip thatst one right?” Sato asked, some paper and a pen in his hands.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, you can skip thest one…” Drakeughed.
<span style="font-weight:400">“My Lord, what wouldeth be the next part in our said regiment after the sparing?” Theodore asked, his brow already sweating from the expected answer.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake smiled widely and spread his arms, “Theo my good boy! You will be fighting us three!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s a joke right?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m going back to bed.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I didn’t think I would make it out of the tutorial but not like this….”
<span style="font-weight:400">Grumbles andints came from the group but Drake ignored them, opening up his inventory to show some of the goodies he had gotten from the Goblin Hoard he still had yet to use.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Stay and do it, and get your pick. Also Bear is supplying the potions.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m in!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Why didn’t you say so you idjit!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Bloody asshole always leaves the best till after we’re angry!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“This one would have stayed regardless my Lord…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Shhh love, just grab the good stuff alright?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake smiled, “Suckers,” he whispered.