After surveilling for a while, I realized something pretty basic—I had no food.
And knowing Sakura, she must've already made something for me… probably still waiting too.
Yeah, I couldn't just sit here. I decided to head over.
For someone who'd spent years running and grinding through my system's daily training regimen, the distance meant nothing. The moment I stepped out, my system kicked in with my tracking skill, projecting a layout of the streets right into my vision—highlighting shortcuts, cleaner paths and faster routes.
I didn't hesitate. I took off like a springbok.
Alleyways blurred past me as I cut through them without slowing down, vaulting over gates, scaling low walls, cutting across buildings like it was second nature. Vendors shouted as I rushed past, their stalls barely registering as I leapt over boxes and scattered goods without breaking stride.
My body moved smoothly and efficiently since l had done this a thousand times before.
In ten minutes, I was there.
