But as they say, people fight for a breath of air, and even Buddha seeks a moment of incense; no matter what, I must push through and finish this kilometer.
Then I'll just tell Mr. Tunner,
From now until we get married, you're not allowed to appear in my sight.
That way, I won't have to run, right?
Lenny felt she was incredibly smart!
How could I be this clever?
Clever enough to have no friends!
The more Lenny thought about it, the more excited she got. The more excited she got, the higher her fighting spirit rose. So she gritted her teeth, moved her leaden legs, and slowly advanced toward the one-kilometer mark.
Compared to Lenny's tortoise-like speed, Even Tunner ran beside her lightly, with no pressure at all.
Because Lenny's pace was so slow, Even Tunner had to jog in place sometimes to match her speed.
Lenny couldn't help but glance at Even Tunner disdainfully,
So what if you're athletic!
