Disciple Cultivation System:All my students are legendary.

Soon his destination was meet, as Art got of the bus, a confused Trish following behind him.

"Mister."

Unconscious grasping a hold of his coat, she called her tone wavering.

[Trish Emotional meter: Interest lvl5]

Observing the prompt, his smirk and glance over his shoulder at the girl whom looked up to him with a semblance of respect.

"Can you tell me you name?"

Trish didn't know what came over her but before she knew it, she was asking of the mysterious man's name.

Was it his playful demeor charming to the eyes of many, his mysterious presence seemliy drawing her in or something more at play...she couldn't tell nor did she care all she wanted to know was his name so she will find him.

"My name ah..."

With a teasing look,.his smile grew.

"..and do you find yourself worthy to know my name."

His words were crushing but ignited a fierce determination in her causing her to nod.

Why wouldn't she be worthy, she was Trish Snowfield, granddaughter of the sword saint, daughter of the twins blades and the genius child of the Snowfield. She was a master Swordwoman at the brink of the three star stage of aura arts and at the age of seventeen was profnity in numerous sword arts. Holding the title of Blade among the Seven she knew her worth hence her response was yes.

"I find you confidence admirable!"

But the man wasn't pleased, on the contrary his face turned swollen as if disappointed by her answer.

Unable to comprehend why, her gaze begin to waver, her breath hitched and her shoulder stiff. Confusion grew into doubt as she began to wonder if she truly was worthy.

The level of mastery the man had display in his aura far surpressed her and was something she had seen only her grand mother perform denoting the man strength was by now means ordinary. His criteria in being worth or not was without a doubt like her grandmother's hence...

"I am not." She decided to rephrase her words leaving his coat and pulling back in disappointment. If even her grandmother found her disappointing what more this strange man.

"The first step of those seeking to reach the peak is learning to denounced their worthy."

Turning back to face her, his piercing gaze flickered with a softness which was quite forgein to Trish. She saw expectations not the grand or impossible kind her parents or the mass gave. What she saw was humane, charming and gentle.

For the first time being subjected to this gentle kind of expectation, her heart began to pound uncontrollably causing her to clutch it to understand what it meant.

"Mister."

"It's Art but you can call me teacher if you wish to learn the way of the strong."

"Teacher!"

Without much thought she responded, a smile like no other blooming on her face.

[Trish Emotional meter: Trust 3]

[Congratulations you have gained a disciple]

[2x skill ticket has been allocate to the user]

[A skill can been copied from the disciple with the available ticket]

Trying his best to hid his own smile, he cracked his neck slightly and turned to leave.

"You teacher will be an instructor in you academy. Came find me if you need any insight."

With a wave and an expression of gratitude which Trish found weird, her teacher soon disappeared in the distance but even a she left never one's did Trish lose sight of him.

His image, his voice and his ever his presence had been imprinted into her mind never to be forgotten.

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[Trish Emotional meter: Trust lvl 5]

"Fuck!"

One's he had distanced himself far enough from Trish, Art began rushing through the streets like madman. His destination had not been reached, it just he never wanted to arrive with Trish, that girl was scary and even now with her holding the title of his first student he couldn't help but cussed.

He didn't remember events but he knew characters personalities and Trish was among the worst of that. She was a crazy girl, the kind to fall for the easiest of tricks just because it showed her warmth, something she never had as a child.

One's the warmth was displayed to her, she will never let go of it and clingy to it like her life depended on it. On anime tropes she will be a yandere and that kind of girl was now his student.

Ofcourse he had know of this when he decided to interact with her and that was exactly because of that he interacted with her. For Trish he could easily trick her and make her his student,all he had to do was make sure he was the first to show interest in her and make that interest seem somewhat personal and gentle.

Be mysterious, gave her some guidance and finally make her interested enough that she will seek more. He had all of this figured out, it was suppose to be easily but it shouldn't have been this easy to reach trust this way.

You see the emotional meter was a ticking time bomb for him, because it gauged one's emotion for him. He didn't know how far deep it went but he knew one thing, for Trish it must never reach either of the L or else another trauma might surface and he already had enough of that.

For now he just needed to catch his breath and go over everything he had earned and finally prepared for the teachers interview he had.

Stopping by a pack with a distant academy coming in sight, he took a sit on one of the empty chair and manifested the system.

[Name: Art lighter]

[Status:Mentor]

[Class: warrior]

[Rank:3stars]

[Disciples:• Trish snowflake]

[None]

[??????(Unawakened)]

[2x skill tickets]

His status was the same as it had been a week ago with the primary change being the skill tickets in his items slot. Curious about how it functioned, he clicked it and soon a gold ticket manifested in his palms.

[Disciples skill selection available]