Cruel Second Practice

"Ne-nee, Mike-sama. What kind of training were you doing earlier? We've only been apart for about an hour, and you're like freshly boiled shrimp. Did you soak in the boiling water?" Minako asked curiously for the umpteenth time on this topic.

"You're not tired of trying to figure that out, hmm? It's a painful exercise, and yes, I'm like being submerged in hot water. It's one you shouldn't try at home." Mike shook his head. To be honest, he didn't really know the details because he was in a meditative situation at that time.

"Huhu, I don't want my skin to turn red like that, or my mother will be furious." Minako was no longer trying to figure it out as she couldn't seem to get any clues from Mike.

"Hm, I think this would be a suitable place to improve some of your attack techniques, Mike-sama." Alfred stopped in his tracks and looked around with an approving nod.