Climbing some stairs that would have been perfect for a horror film, he reached the corridor of the first floor.
He walked a few steps and then heard the sound of wood striking wood. He slowly and silently opened the door, finding two rows of students practicing with wooden swords.
Closing the door silently, he moved to a pillar and leaned against it to watch them practice.
The rows were composed of four boys and four girls.
At the front of those rows stood a barefoot woman wearing black yoga pants and a black tank top.
Said woman could not see him since he was behind her, but he on the other hand could see her clearly.
She had a serious but analytical expression, because she was more concentrated on the students and did not detect that he had entered the room.
So he stood there leaning for a few minutes until two of the girls saw him.
When he looked at their faces he could see small blushes and they had the same look May gave him every time he came out of the shower, covering his waist downward but leaving his perfect chest completely exposed.
Looking at them fixedly, he winked, making their blushes more noticeable.
The woman along with other students saw how the girls had flushed faces and kept looking at a fixed point.
When he saw that they had seen him, he approached to say hello, and that was when all the students saw him.
"Hello," Jason greeted with a smile, which made the female students blush and give him looks that were not entirely restrained, whether consciously or unconsciously. The woman heard the greeting and turned around to see him, making an expression of impression accompanied by a smile of happiness.
"Hey.... Hello," she said.
All her students looked at her with astonishment at her tone, well except for the girls who kept looking at him.
He deduced that none of them had ever heard that tone of voice from Colleen. "What.... what are you doing here?" she asked with intrigue while putting her arms on her waist.
"Well, I came to repair the air conditioning in your room, it is the last thing I have left to fix. After I finish, how about I prepare dinner?" he asked while moving closer to her.
As a consequence she had to tilt her head backward to look him in the eyes, since he was much taller than her, she standing 1.70 meters in height and he standing at 1.85 meters due to the constant modifications he had been making to his body.
"That works for me. I want sushi, everything is in the fridge. I had planned to make it myself, but since you arrived.... take care of it," she said.
He shook his head and gave her a kiss, which surprised all her students.
She had momentarily closed her eyes, but just when he stepped back she remembered she had her students behind her.
"You idiot, don't you ever kiss me in front of my students again!" she said, having spoken to him in Japanese due to the embarrassment and anger she was experiencing.
Turning around, she looked at her students who returned to what they had been doing before. Many of them had already suffered Colleen's anger and certainly did not want to suffer it again, nor did he.
"That is my spunky revenge for using me as a pincusion," Jason said in flawless Japanese, which made Colleen quickly turn around with an expression of impression, while he headed toward her room.
"Since when do you speak Japanese, and how did you become so fluent in it?" Colleen asked, switching back to Japanese herself.
"I learned it a few days after meeting you. It was not that difficult for me," he responded while opening the door to her room and looking her in the eyes.
"And you never thought to tell me?" she asked, intrigued, while looking him in the eyes.
"You never thought to ask," he said while rolling his eyes, only for her to let out an unladylike snort.
"Do you know any other languages besides Japanese?" Colleen asked.
"English, Spanish, French, Italian, Russian, Japanese, Chinese. I have a lot of free time, and some of them share enough matching words that it cuts the learning time down considerably," he said.
"You are a monster not just in the physical department but in the intellectual one as well. Is there anything you cannot do?" When she said that, he looked at nothing in particular and several memories came to his head, memories of how almost half of New York hated him for his actions, of how several of his future villains would hate him along with other future heroes due to his methods.
"Yes. Please people," he said, and then entered Colleen's room, giving the conversation a conclusion. She just shook her head and turned back to look at her students, where the girls were looking at her with furrowed brows. She instantly knew why, since when they went out several women gave her the same look. She let out a sigh knowing it would be a long day.
'It is a shame that what we have ends today, but according to Colleen she no longer has anything to teach me because I took everything in like a sponge, not to mention that the longer I spend time with her the more the girls will keep insisting that they want to meet her. But perhaps in the future we can pick up where we left off today, who knows.'
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At the same time....
Abstergo Industries.
"And everything has gone according to our plans as far as we have projected," Susan explained to her employees who were in charge of certain things.
"By lowering prices, we have cornered the competition in an exceptional way. If they do not lower their prices, that will only make our sales better.
And if that does not work we have alternatives with a high percentage of success." She paused to look at the data.
"If we lower the price and send our insulins, which are not only better but also cost half the market price, it will be a successful business for us."
"According to our statistics, I have no doubt it is a good decision," one employee said.
"But is it not also a bad move to sell it at a lower price on the market?"
"It would be, if we decided to ignore the fact that there have been several cases of public outrage regarding the ridiculous price that ordinary people tend to pay for a single bottle.
Selling it at a lower price will not harm us, since we maintain a considerable margin. Again, the cost of the product is also morally appropriate for us."
"But-...."
"Ordinary people would see our products as a relief and would likely deposit their trust in us," Susan said, smiling while she saw how the other employees looked at her with well-disguised astonishment.
"Which will help and increase our image and give us a firm standing against the rest of the competition. I have considered everything.
We are helping people and we still obtain a considerable amount of earnings and we create a good reputation for our brand."
The board members nodded while Susan smiled at them before turning the page of her file.
"Furthermore, this is only our first step into the wild west. We will moderate our steps and expand gradually.
The Chief has envisioned a great plan and has several detailed documents of various plans and how he wants them executed.
I want you to review them before our next meeting, where we will discuss when and where we will begin," Susan instructed with a courteous smile. The board members rose when the meeting came to its end.
"Good work, Madam," the board members congratulated her as they left one by one.
"Oh, excuse me, Madam?"
"Yes?"
"The members and several other employees are wondering when we will finally see the Chief."
"Oh, very soon. Once he finishes several of his personal matters he will be present in the majority of meetings," she said with confidence.
"Oh! That is great. In any case, have a good day, Madam."
"You too," she smiled courteously as he left.
She sighed and leaned backward, stretching her aching muscles when the last employee had departed.
Straightening up, she smiled to herself while looking at the company's advertising propaganda, an idea of Peter's to bring people to the company, an idea that had been a resounding success.
The past is not lost, it lives within us.The experiences of our ancestors are what have shaped us today.
After three decades, people from around the world have created innovative machines of all kinds.
This is how we have opened a window of opportunities toward the future, studying and dismantling the lives of our ancestors to learn new things.
This is how we were capable of evolving into something never thought, or believed, or even imagined.
Come and follow us, Abstergo.
A place for those who do not want to stop evolving.
A place for those minds that want to stand out.
One where history is made.
One where dreams can become reality.
We are Abstergo Industries.
Gathering her things to leave, she could not help but smile while her mind drifted toward a certain wall-crawler. Peter was always in her mind these days and she felt that if this continued it would become an obsession.
"But that is not so unpleasant," she said to herself.