Bab 35: Ch75. Slight of hand - 5 (Black suits and combat boots)

The morning jog didn't seem like it was going to last as long as Kurt hoped, but he pressed on and kept his legs moving, despite how they began to ache.

Fifteen minutes later, it didn't matter how hard the boy tried to focus on anything else but his body.

The pain was so sharp in his shins that the only thing he wanted was to stop and get some rest.

He didn't notice the man walking his dog following him, though, nor the woman sitting in the park bench, discreetly taking pictures of him while sipping her coffee.

However, the pain he was feeling was so sharp, that he couldn't think of going on with his exercises, so he sat down on the bench where the woman sipping her coffee was.

Kurt breathed in and out, slowly, massaging his shins while grimacing from the pain, but he focused on enduring it.

'If I can't take a single morning jog head on, what good am I for, then?' He gritted his teeth and kept massaging his legs.