Chapter 41: Not Perfect

< Shirley > "Thank you, Mr. Evans." I thanked the Professor of the academy of Jiu-jitsu. "We are hoping to see you tomorrow at seven in the evening, sharp," the brown-haired man said with a kind smile, and I nodded. Mr. Evans called a student and instructed him to show me around. Then he went away. He was a busy man after all. After a lot of thinking and researching, I decided to learn Jiu-jitsu. Brazilian Jiu-jitsu was supposed to be the easiest martial art. It could be learned within less than 18 months which was a lot less than other martial arts. This self-defense would improve my flexibility, physical strength, reflex, and concentration as well. I didn't want to leave any stones unturned while I was trying to improve myself. I had four classes a week, two hours each. As my office shift would end at six in the evening then seven would be ideal for me. Then I could go home and chill till morning and then, repeat the cycle. "What is your name, Miss?" the student, who was asked