Chapitre 115: His Stubborn Caretaker

Hades

"I am not doing any training with you until you eat something," she said with her arms folded, her brows drawn in a frown.

"It does not matter," I ground out, looming over. "I am in perfect condition."

She looked me up and down. "You look malnourished," she countered.

I almost reeled back at her comment. My ears were ringing. "Malnourished?" I echoed in disbelief.

"You don't fill in your workout clothes like you used to," she remarked.

If not for my shock at the observation she had made about my body, I would have smirked at the fact that she just let it slip that she noticed my body. But she was not wrong. The Flux had that effect on my body, especially considering that it had come earlier than anticipated this time and that my appetite had disappeared days before its arrival. The Flux always left me weaker than usual, stripping away muscle mass and energy, though I'd never admit that out loud.