Drinking with my teacher

Getting bumped around by hard midriffs and soft chests in the cafeteria, I had to brace myself to not fall down because of my weary limbs. This last week I had almost gotten to use the cafeteria as an added practice session, trying to dodge incoming bodies that didn't look down to see me, but after getting, at least in my opinion, brutally thrown into a wall, I had no energy for that now.

Getting in front of the lunch lady, she gave me an empathic smile, "Oh little hare. Rough day? No worries, I'll give you a little extra today!"

"No, it's fine. Just give me my normal amount..."

With a little chuckle, she handed me my tray filled to the brink with food. Dragging my sluggish figure, I sat down and started to eat.

"May I take a seat?"

Once again Lindsey had come to sit with me and once again I was surprised by her sudden appearance.

Looking up at her taking a seat without waiting for an answer, I couldn't help but be reminded of just how beautiful she truly was.

Fair skin, an incredibly balanced face, and supple lips. Accompanied by her alluring figure, she was the epitome of most men's fantasies.

Gathering some courage, I felt like I needed to try to diffuse the awkward atmosphere.

"Um, hi?"

Taking a quick look down at me, she answered curtly, "Hi."

Silence surrounded our table once more, forcing me to make another attempt, "So, did you need anything?"

"No, not really. I've just heard that you are supposed to try and get along with one's classmates."

'Has she never had any friends? Even I, with my history of being a loner, seem to be more adept at socializing.'

"Oh, that's great...'

And with this, we had concluded the entirety of our conversation, and we finished our meals without saying another word.

****

"Faster! Don't be so telegraphed, you will get caught in no time!"

Mike had entered his complete instructor mode, yelling between each strike I threw against Sir. Blockalot.

"Suzuka will beat you to death if you fight like this!"

'Shut the fuck up, you ape! I know!'

My accuracy had already increased a lot, about 50% of my combos now ended in a lethal blow, but it wasn't enough. I couldn't be sure that I would get a second try during a real fight, it might just end like my first spar with Mike.

My fragility was a problem, and I had no real way of fixing it. The answer was to bypass it using speed. By dodging and making sure to capitalize on even the smallest of openings.

Having already spent three hours doing combat practice continually I felt my body start to break a little.

After one last lousy try, the gorilla stopped me,

"That's enough. It's about time anyway."

Confused about what he meant, I looked up at him, "Time for what?"

A hearty smile appeared on his big face, "For us to get ready to hit the town! We can't just train the whole weekend away, now can we?"

"What do you mean us?! If you want to go, then go, but don't drag me into it! We are student and teacher you know? Wouldn't it look really bad if we were seen together at a bar?"

His mouth opened and let out a loud laugh, "Haha, don't worry, don't worry! I'm the head instructor, remember? Even if they saw me they can't do anything. If anything, it would be a problem if they started to talk about me showing favoritism at the academy, like our individual lessons. That's one of the reasons I accepted to train Suzuka as well."

He did have a point, it was probably worse to personally teach a student that is under criticism than to hang out with him.

"But wouldn't it be weird? A 16-year-old going out with a... how old were you again?"

Slapping my shoulder lightly, which still hurt, he ended our discussion, "As I said. Don't worry. Now, it's already almost 16.30. It would be good if we can manage to be at the site at 18.00, so we can start with a nice meal. So go get ready, we will be meeting at the train depot in an hour."

And so, I was forced to go out with the Gorilla.

****

"Is this the place? Really?"

"Yes, really!"

We were standing in front of, what I could only call, a pretty sketchy bar with a sign in the form of a heart.

Mike had switched his earlier black suit into, in my eyes, another more expensive one. I was just wearing one of my training sets, as I didn't want to wear the outfit I did last time I went out.

"Isn't this a brothel...?"

Turning around, he recorded, "How rude! This place is nothing of the sorts! It's just a bar with a cheerful atmosphere".

Taking my hand, he dragged me into "The Joyful Mermaid".

Inside was a pretty normal venue, filled with tables and even a couple of guests. We were quickly met by a curvy lady wearing a revealing red dress.

Wearing a faked sulky expression she spoke,

"Oh, isn't it Mr. Borr? It's been a while!. Me and the others were thinking that maybe you had gotten tired of us?"

"Haha, I could never get tired of your ladies' company. Look, I even brought a student to share the joy with."

"Is that so?"

The black-haired lady leaned down a bit, most likely knowing she revealed quite a bit of her busty chest. Her face brightened a lot when she inspected my appearance.

"How cute! Are you really a student? In my eyes, you look a lot younger."

'Of course, I do...'

"No, I'm a student at Kirkegaard."

The lady took a quick peek at Mike, at which she confirmed my words with a nod.

"Oh, that's impressive. Now, I assume you'd like to eat as usual Mr. Borr? Your preferred room is also free, so you can make your way there first and we will take your orders in there."

'Room?'

My thoughts were quickly answered as my teacher started to move towards the end of the bar, where we entered the room.

Furnished with two big sofas and a table, it was quite cozy.

The Gorilla quickly took up a tablet from the table and made an order, and then passed it to me.

"Order whatever you want, it's on me."

Even if I was quite hungry after training, I settled with a stake and a glass of wine, not wanting to mooch off my teacher.

I did also order a glass of whiskey.

Our drinks quickly arrived, delivered by the same lady who welcomed us earlier, who then for some reason sat down beside me.

"So what's your name cutie? I'm Renata Fleur."

Looking up at her face, both because of politeness but also to avoid staring at her full chest, I told her,

"I'm Miren. Miren Porter, miss."

Her smile deepened even more, and she gently stroked my cheek.

"Oh so polite! The girls must be infatuated with a handsome young man like you!"

'There is only one who is interested in me, and the most physical thing she would want to do with me is stroking my head...'

Unable, and un-wanting, to retort, I just gave her a polite smile back. Then our little conversation got interrupted.

"Don't tease him too much Renata, he is still young so he might genuinely think you are interested if you continue."

Putting on an enigmatic expression, she got up and started to leave the room, just leaving some last words with a wink.

"I'll be your waiter as usual Mr. Borr, don't hesitate to call me over if Miren needs anything."

"Don't mind her little hare, she is just being friendly. Now let's enjoy our drinks before the food arrives!"

Mike had gotten a huge bottle of beer, as well as a bottle of liquor. As I took a sip of whiskey, he commented, "Didn't take you for a whiskey man, you really are full of surprises!"

"Is it because of my height?"

Not even sure why I asked, as it was the obvious answer, Mike had another reason, "No, stop thinking everything is about your height, you stupid kid! It's just rare for a youngster at 16 to enjoy it, no matter the height."

Wearing a bit of a disappointed expression, he continued by lecturing me a bit,

"You have to stop thinking everything is about your physique. I can tell you right now, most things are not related to it at all, not even your nickname. Now, how would you like to watch a master romancer in action tonight?"

Although he had a stupid finish to his sermon, he had kind of hit a bullseye. I had gotten too used to everything being about my strength or height, where a lot of things might not be related at all.

"No, I'm fine, but thank you."

With those words, Renata came back with our food in her hands, giving off an intense aroma. As my mouth started to water, I quickly dug in on the medium-rare steak.

Letting our food fill our mouths and stomachs, we kept the conversation to a minimum until we were done. Mike leaned back into the couch and let out a satisfied sound, "Ah, that really hit the spot!"

"Yea, it was really good. Thanks for the meal!"

Standing up, I was ready to make a subtle break for it, as a natural chance had arrived with our finishing the food.

"Thank you for tonight, I'll see you tomorrow then."

As I turned around, a hand took hold of my shoulder and dragged me back to the couch.

"Where are you going? The night has just started! Sit down, I think it's time for my friends to arrive!"

"Your friends?"

Just as I was talking, the door opened and two gorgeous ladies entered the room. My teacher welcomed them with a warm smile and waved them to sit with us.

"Now, let's drink!"