Just as long as the exercise showed significant effects.

If things continued this way, she would be running in place.

‘It won’t do… this simply won’t do.’

Atia clenched her fists, as if making a big decision.

Knock, knock, knock.

Atia promptly visited Heidegger’s office.

In one hand, she carried massage oil, and in the other, the Snowy Strawberry Tea that Heidegger enjoyed.

“Father, are you very busy?”

Her voice came from outside the door.

Heidegger peeked his head out and took a cautious look at Atia standing outside.

Expecting Heidegger to refuse due to his busy affairs, Atia smiled bashfully.

And then she showed the teapot filled with Snowy Strawberry Tea and massage oil through the door’s gap.

“Tada~.”

Heidegger put down the pen he was holding.

“How have you been?”

His deep and heavy voice echoed in the office.

Swallowing, Atia grinned broadly.

“Father, could you spare a moment? It will really only take a moment.”

Heidegger glanced at the massage oil and Snowy Strawberry Tea that Atia was holding.

It seemed to him that she had come prepared to discuss something important.

His mind had been unsettled since dreaming of his wife the night before.

But he couldn’t bring himself to refuse his daughterinlaw’s request for his time and gestured for her to come in.

“All right.”

With Heidegger’s change of heart, Atia quickly entered the office.

Thud.

The sound of the door closing was heard.

Atia raised her eyebrows and smiled brightly.

“Father! Have you been well?”

Atia greeted him warmly, elevating her voice a tone, no, two tones higher than usual.

She then placed the teapot and massage oil on a nearby table.

“As for me, nothing’s changed.”

Heidegger was already concerned.

What if she intended to do something for him again? How could he decline?

“How are you? Anything hurting?”

“No, no, I’m fine. Don’t worry about me.”

Atia reassured him with her rosy face.

Looking at Heidegger, Atia thought,

‘Just looking at him, an imposing aura radiates profusely.’

She felt that Heidegger’s shoulders had broadened even more since she last saw him.

What on Earth was he doing to make his shoulders grow continually?

Was he taking some sort of shouldergrowth supplement?

‘This is the last resort I have…’
The reason Atia sought Haideger was none other than to fully learn his secret methods.

Previously, she had only skimmed the surface of information, but today she would genuinely ask him about his secrets.

“Father, have you ever been to the training ground?”

“The training ground?”

“Yes.”

Haideger blinked once before opening his mouth again.

“Well, I haven’t specifically set aside time to go.”

“Really? Then how do you maintain your physique?”

There was no way his body could remain like that without doing anything.

It was innate, of course, but without ongoing training, maintaining such a physique would be impossible.

Atia was extremely curious about this secret.

She wanted to escape from this torturous body as soon as possible.

Being trapped in this body was even more lamentable than being in prison.

Swallowing her saliva with a feeling akin to clutching at straws, Atia spoke.

“I’m really curious.”

Haideger couldn’t understand why Atia would ask such a thing.

“Aside from moving between my office and room, I haven’t really done anything special.”

“Really?”

It was a surprising answer.

Excited, Atia became an interrogator of questions, starting to ask everything she had been wondering about.

Whether he ate special supplements or had some kind of magic to maintain his muscles while sleeping.

Yet Haideger was a monster who maintained his physique without any special routine.

Listening to his answer, Atia felt as if all the common sense she had harbored so far was shattering.

‘Wow… Even if it’s fiction, isn’t this too much?’

I have been building this body by working on it day and night.

After all, humans can’t surpass the limits set by the Creator.

In his previous life, he was synonymous with bloody effort.

It even felt like Atia’s longstanding efforts and values were being denied.

Because Haideger was a living witness showing that ‘no matter how hard you try, you can’t beat innate conditions.’

“Do you have a lot of interest in body training?” Haideger casually asked.

Atia quickly nodded her head.

“Yes! I want a body like yours, Father!”

“Hmm?”

Raising one eyebrow as if he had misheard, Haideger looked at her.

But Atia was sincere.

At first, Haideger thought she was just trying to please him.

But Atia’s gaze and numerous questions conveyed her sincerity.

Sincerity has a way of coming through.

Having a naturally frail body, Atia’s efforts to become healthier stirred compassion in Haideger.

‘So she was that curious.’

Haideger touched his chin with one hand and opened his mouth.

“If we’re getting into specifics.”

“…?”

“Sometimes I do stretching exercises.”

“Stretching exercises? What do you mean?”

Atia’s eyes gleamed as she asked.

Her eyes were so sparkling that Haideger felt he would carry a lifetime of guilt if he didn’t show her.

“I don’t know if this also counts as body training in your definition.”