“…Wait, you aren’t kidding, right? I’ll be able to learn basic self-defense in just three days?” replied Gerald with a smile.
“Listen, if I say you can master it by then, you definitely can! Consider yourself lucky that I’m even staying back to teach you, you brat of a grandson! And don’t look at me with those doubtful eyes! If you don’t believe me, try hitting me with all you’ve got!” said Finnley as he waved at Gerald to come at him.
“I’d rather not! Again, Mr. Quick, I was only hurt this much because I didn’t fight back! I don’t hit women anyway! I’m honestly quite strong you know! I’m afraid that if I actually punched you, I’d end up breaking your bones!” replied Gerald rather dismissively as he waved back.
‘Mr. Quick may be knowledgeable, but he’s still old and skinny…’ Gerald thought to himself. He was honestly worried that he would end up hurting the old man from just a simple punch.
“What are you worrying about? Come at me already!” Was Finnley’s response.
Seeing how confident Finnley sounded, Gerald eventually gave in. After positioning himself, Gerald made a dash toward Finnley, aiming a punch at his shoulder!
It was a moment later when a loud thud could be heard. Gerald was now on the ground!
Before Gerald’s punch could even connect, Finnley easily dodged his attack before grabbing him by the wrist! In the next moment, Gerald felt like a broken kite as his entire body was momentarily lifted into the air before he was greeted by the villa’s cold, stone porch!
Gerald’s entire body was hurting as though all the bones in him had simultaneously been fractured. He found it difficult to even get up.
“G-Gerald!” shouted Queta as she rushed toward him with a worried expression plastered on her face as she helped him get up.
“So? How was it, grandson? I still got the moves!” said Finnley as he squatted down beside Gerald while chuckling.
It hadn’t crossed Gerald’s mind that such a frail-looking man would be so good at self-defense.
He hadn’t even realized that he had been lifted into the air till the moment his body hit the ground. Gerald’s head was honestly still spinning from the impact of that fall.
Queta bawled her eyes out as she sent him off. She was well aware that she would miss having him around.
As Mr. Quick left the villa, Gerald wondered why Mr. Quick was so reluctant to talk about certain topics. However, seeing how adamantly the old man had held on to his secrets, Gerald simply kept the question to himself for the time being.
With Finnley gone, it now was time for him to focus all his energy on investigating the Fendersons.
The next day, as Gerald was entering the campus together with Marven, both of them bumped into Warren, Maia, and three other girls.
However, Gerald simply walked on, treating Maia as though she was a complete stranger.
“You… Gerald Crawford! You come back here, right this instant!” yelled Maia in anger.
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