Part 179: Stahl B

H-here's... the finish line... at last... *pant, pant* *wheeze*

Hmm... You circumnavigated the camp ten times, and your total time was... Fascinating!

M-Miriel... *pant* Every day... you grow more like a demon... sent to torture me... Have you observed *wheeze* enough running now? Can I please stop?

I see no harm in taking a short break.

Phew... Thank goodness... So... what *pant* did you learn?

As you may know, I have been observing everyone's training, and not just yours. And in every measure of performance, you come out at the exact median.

I do?

Be it arm strength, running, stamina, or anything else, you are perfectly average. If I didn't know better, I'd say that my methodology was flawed. It's something of a scientific miracle that you can be so completely unoutstanding.

Yes, well. That's just the sort of man I am!

You are aware of your ordinariness?

Yeah, I've always tended to be more or less like everyone else. I do about the average amount of training everyone else does, but... you know. Meh.

Yet it is remarkable that you are able to precisely hit EVERY statistical mean. You must allow me to investigate further. And to do that, I need more data.

D-do you mean...?

Yes. Your break is over. Ten more laps around the camp, please!

She IS a demon!