The Boss's Chicken

Right after the fight against Doo-Hwan, Jin wasted no time. He took out his cell phone and took a picture of the brute kneeling, all beaten up and with a swollen face, in the alleyway next to the school. He sent the image to his father with the caption:

— "My new servant."

Minutes later, the reply arrived.

— Hahaha! It's too early to brag, kid.

Jin smiled. He knew he still had a long way to go, but he couldn't wait to show the old man what he was capable of.

When classes ended, Jin said goodbye to Leon and Doo-Hwan.

 — Keep an eye on the school. Tomorrow there's more.

And he set off towards the place he had agreed with Seo Mira for the first official training session. When he arrived, she was already there, arms crossed, leaning against a tree.

As soon as he saw Jin, he lowered his head slightly.

— Welcome, young master.

Jin gave him that naughty look typical of a teenager, unable to resist taking a quick look at the woman's ample bust.

— T-thanks... you can raise your head.

Seo Mira noticed, but ignored it with a slight sigh. Without wasting time, he pointed at him.

— Take off your shirt.

Jin's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't hesitate. He took off his shirt, showing off his thin but defined body. Seo Mira approached, touching his shoulders, chest and arms.

— Hmpf... a skinny chicken. Doesn't even look like the boss's son.

Jin blushed, but swallowed hard. Seo Mira then took out a few golden capsules from a small metal box and placed them in Jin's hand.

"This is a secret supplement developed by your father's company. It increases the results of your workouts by up to 10 times. But it will take a lot out of your body after a day. You can handle it, right? You are his son, after all."

Without hesitation, Jin popped the capsule into his mouth and swallowed it. Within seconds, he felt an insane pain running through his body. His veins bulged, his muscles stiffened, and a sudden fever took over.

Seo Mira watched him with her arms crossed.

"Hold on, young master. This is just the beginning."

After three minutes of pure pain, Jin fell to his knees, but the pain stopped. Panting and sweating profusely, that's when all hell broke loose.

Seo Mira stuffed him with vitamins, threw weights tied to his legs and arms, and ordered:

"100 squats... with me on your shoulders." She climbed onto Jin's back, and he began. His legs burned and trembled, but he kept going.

Then, 100 push-ups with her sitting on his back.

Finally, 10km running on the treadmill with weights attached to his legs and wrists.

Normally Jin would have fainted halfway through, but thanks to the monstrous genetics inherited from his father and the effect of the pill, even though he was thin, he had extraordinary physical strength. He finished the 10km staggering.

"G-good job... young master," Seo Mira said.

Jin fell back to the ground, panting, pointed his finger at her and muttered:

"You... are a demon... you almost killed me... of a heart attack."

For the first time, Seo Mira gave a slight smile from the corner of her mouth... but soon she became serious again.

"That was just the warm-up."

Jin tried to get up to run away, but his legs wouldn't obey. He fell face down on the ground.

 Seo Mira threw a towel over him.

— Get up. It's not over yet.

The scene cut to Jin devouring a monstrous meal: over 200g of protein, salad and healthy carbohydrates. A feast to repair his destroyed body.

Seo Mira watched.

— Eat a lot. Because there's still more today.

Jin cleaned his plate in minutes.

After two hours of rest for digestion, Seo Mira appeared again, tying the bandages on his hands.

— Get up. Now it's time to face me.

Jin's eyes shone.

— Finally…

He stood up, sweat

still dripping, his body exhausted… but the will to fight burned stronger than ever.