That night, Alphonse lay in bed after he had gone back to his dorm following that massive feast. It had been a long day. Or perhaps it was multiple days?
He had gone to a social gathering after his senior insisted, which led to him escaping and running off to a convenience store. One thing led to another and he ended up getting stabbed in the back while protecting some random girl. When he woke up from that, it ended up with him transmigrating to another world and becoming Alphonse Harvard, a young teen who was attending a school for mages.
Alphonse stretched out his hands in front of him in bed, staring at his fingers. Something that his friend had said earlier today stuck with him. His friend Jessica had mentioned that he would need medical attention just for falling over.
It seemed as if Alphonse Harvard's body was naturally weak. This bothered SungMoon, who was now in Alphonse's body. He had previously been a professional athlete, so the feeling of needing to catch his breath after climbing a couple of flights of stairs just to reach his dorm room made him feel weak and useless.
Determined to slowly get stronger, he climbed out of bed and got into a push-ups position. He could feel his bones and muscles tiring out just holding himself upright, but he ignored it. Alphonse resolved that if he was going to inhabit this body, he would make sure he would at least take care of it!
To his dismay, however, he was barely able to do five push-ups, let alone the three sets of ten he was planning on starting out with. He had to lay face down, collapsed from exhaustion and sweating, for at least 10 minutes before he could roll himself over to start on his next set of workouts.
Thankfully, he had elected to stay at the West Dorm, which was maintained by the Hospital of Aaro. Being the national hospital that was sponsoring a School, the facilities were immaculate and elegant.
His room had all the standard amenities that a student would expect to have, but rooms in the west dorm also came with a health monitor tablet, which allowed students to check on their vitals at any moment. It was also had an incredibly luxurious bathtub that Alphonse was determined to use after his workouts.
The West dorm also had twenty-four-hour room service, meaning that if he needed medical care or food at any time, he could simply order it from the health monitor tablet. The only other dorm that had something similar to this was the North Dorm, which was managed by the Goldline Merchants.
Surprisingly, Alphonse was able to complete a whole 20 sit-ups before he was forced to collapse again. Next came squats, and after, he would do it all over again. The night was still young, after all.
By the time he was done, he had covered the floor in sweat, and he could barely carry himself over to the health monitor tablet that was on his desk. He placed his palm on it while he took a seat, feeling the fruits of his labor rain down on the floor.
Unfortunately, he would have to wait until the sun went down a little more before he went jogging.
After he thought about it for a bit, it didn't seem like mages were the type of people to do cardio training, after all. And Alphonse definitely didn't want to stick out on his first day.
*ding~*
The health monitor rang.
Upon lifting his hand, Alphonse was presented with a whole bunch of information.
Health: 4/5
Mana: 1452/1452
Hunger: 2/10
Conditions:
- Physical Exhaustion
- Muscles have small tears in them
- Dehydrated
Recommended treatment:
- Health Potion or Healing Magic
- Water Consumption
- A Bath
It seemed that this system could analyze his body and tell him his exact state.
'Wait, my health is only at five? No wonder I'm so frail… It looks like I got hurt from working out too...' he thought, 'But doesn't the mana look a bit high?'
He then used the health monitor tablet to order a health potion, water, and a light meal before heading over to clean up his sweaty floors.
His order arrived soon after he was done cleaning.
"Here's your food, sir!" the server presented him with a tray containing a health potion, a large container of water, a cup, and an order of beef stew, "The tray is extendable if you wish to dine in the bathtub. Simply pull on the handles to extend the tray! As per your guardian's instruction, they will be billed for your expenses, so don't worry about the payment!"
"Oh, thanks!" Alphonse hurriedly received the tray from the server, "I was just thinking of taking a bath. Thank you!"
"Have a good night!" The server gently shut the door for him and left.
What kind of luxurious dormitory is this to offer dining during a bath! This was truly something that he Alphonse didn't expect. As approached the bathtub, he noticed that it didn't have the traditional handles that one would turn to allow water to flow into a bath. Instead, there were two sliders and a button. There was also a blue jewel near the bottom of the bathtub.
After playing around with it, it appears that one slider controlled the speed at which water would be produced from the blue jewel, the other slider controlled the temperature of the water through circulating the water, and pressing the button would instantly drain the tub.
To start things off, Alphonse chugged the health potion. It tasted similar to what cherry cough syrup would taste like. He then started the bathtub before prewashing in the shower, as he didn't want to bathe in his own sweat.
While bathing, he noticed something extraordinary. As he showered, he felt his soreness slowly seep away. Was this the health potion's doing?
Alphonse felt the hairs on his neck rise. What if health potions didn't exactly perfectly heal him, but instead, it would instead stimulate his regenerative capabilities? Unlike healing magic which instantly healed him, it appeared that the health potion slowly helped him recover over a period of time.
If that was true, then that would mean that he could simply work out every day and consume a health potion to instantly have his slightly torn muscles recover and come back even stronger!
With this hypothesis in mind, he happily stepped into the bathtub's warm and welcoming water. If his theory was correct, then he might be able to get stronger faster than he would have thought.
It was only at this moment that he realized he would not be able to go jogging after this bath, as he would just get sweaty again.
Alphonse dejectedly dug into his beef stew, swearing that he'd do double the jogging on the next day.