Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 633

Chapter 633: Chapter 633 - Taming the Fifth Year - First Exams - 5

Ren was showering after training with Lin.

Right hand over the heart, but the fingers didn’t feel right. The position was technically correct according to the diagrams, but something was off. Something subtle that he couldn’t quite identify.

Ren stepped out of the shower to dry himself but kept practicing, his body moving through the motions even as water dripped onto the bathroom floor. His reflection in the foggy mirror showed the awkwardness of his movements, the way his body fought against positions it ’didn’t like’.

When...

The door to the adjacent bathroom burst open.

Ren spun instinctively, still in a half-completed bow position, completely naked except for a towel that was barely hanging on.

Klein Goldcrest stood in the doorway, his eyes wide open like plates.

For a moment, neither of them moved.

Then Klein burst into laughter. "What the hell are you doing, Patinder? Practicing bows naked in the bathroom?"

Ren felt his cheeks burn, heat crawling up his neck and into his face. But then he relaxed. Actually, why be embarrassed? Klein was noble. Klein would know these things, right?

"Yes," he responded simply, straightening and now completely naked as his towel fell to the floor with a wet slap. "I can’t get it right. Can you show me how to do it correctly?"

The question was earnest, practical. Stripped of any awareness of how bizarre the situation was.

Klein stopped laughing abruptly. His mouth opened and closed several times, his face cycling through several shades of red.

"Are you... are you joking?"

"No," Ren gestured toward his body, thinking about positioning and ignoring everything else. The nakedness didn’t register as important compared to the information he needed. "Show me. Please. I’ve been trying thousands of times to understand the correct angle and I can’t..."

"At least put some clothes on!" Klein practically shouted, averting his gaze with the desperation of someone feeling deeply uncomfortable right now. His eyes locked onto the ceiling, the wall, anywhere but forward.

"Why would it matter? You’re a man too. And I feel it would be better to see how the complete body moves without clothes getting in the way of..."

"Okay... No, nope!" Klein raised his hands in surrender, still not looking directly at Ren. "I’m leaving. Forget I came."

But when he reached the door, he stopped.

His shoulders tensed, muscles visibly tightening beneath his towels. And then, with a lower voice, he murmured: "Your right hand... the index and middle fingers go together too. Ring and pinky fingers slightly bent. Thumb doesn’t press the palm."

Ren blinked, processing the specific correction. "Really?"

"It’s the correct form," Klein continued without turning around, his voice now strangely soft, almost vulnerable. "Your tutor probably taught you the simplified version that doesn’t focus on details."

"Simplified?"

"The one common people use when presenting before nobles," Klein finally turned slightly, still avoiding looking directly at Ren’s naked form. "But you’re going to be evaluated by the Royal Educational Consortium. You need the court version if you don’t want them to see you as ’new rich’."

The term carried weight, contempt wrapped in elegance. New money. Upstart. Pretender.

There was a moment of silence, heavy with things unsaid.

"So you changed your mind... Why are you helping me in the end?" Ren asked finally, genuine confusion in his voice.

Klein tensed visibly. When he spoke, his voice was barely audible, as if the words hurt to say. "Because... because I don’t want to owe you anything. You... saved my life. Several times. Gave me your insane method to be able to achieve Gold rank... And I was an idiot to you."

He paused, swallowing hard.

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