Life Before Becoming an Omniverse Entity

Chapter 45: She didn’t mature

Namari, already teetering on the edge of consciousness, lost it completely.

The arena glowed once more, instantly healing her injuries.

Ruston observed her motionless form for a moment before turning toward the exit. Before stepping out of the training ground, he spoke in his deep voice, "Take care of her, Belinda."

As soon as he left, Belinda materialized beside Namari’s body and sighed.

"Hahh.. what am I going to do with this girl?" She muttered, shaking her head.

Belinda said as she crouched down, turned the unconscious Namari onto her back, and sat on the floor while placing Namari’s head on her lap. She gently brushed aside a few strands of Namari’s hair, watching her with quiet concern. But not even a second passed before Namari suddenly shot her eyes open, startled, and jumped to her feet with a sharp intake of breath.

She frantically looked around the training ground, her crimson eyes scanning every corner as if

Namari remained quiet for a few seconds, her brows slightly furrowed as she processed her mother’s words. Then, she finally opened her eyes, staring up at Belinda with newfound realization.

"Indeed, Mother, I think I’m still comparing myself to Father’s old potential," she admitted. "I should stop and start comparing myself to his new potential. That way, I’ll have a higher goal," she said with a small, determined smirk.

With that decision made, Namari got up from Belinda’s lap, stretching her arms as if preparing herself for more training. But just as she was about to ready herself, Belinda swiftly intervened.

"I think today’s training is enough. You should go back now," Belinda said as she stood up, dusting off her clothes from any lingering dirt.

Namari blinked at her mother, a bit surprised by the abrupt command. Normally, she would argue and demand to train more, but this time, she simply responded with a short, "Okay."

Without further protest, she turned and walked toward the exit of the training ground, leaving behind a stunned Belinda.

Belinda had fully expected Namari to grumble, to try and negotiate for more training, or at least to stubbornly resist. But instead, she had obeyed without complaint.

’Huh… I guess this girl is starting to mature,’ Belinda thought as she watched her daughter leave.

But what she didn’t know was the real reason Namari had left so easily.

’It’s futile to argue with Mother. She’s not going to let me train anymore, so there’s no point in wasting time. I should just go,’ Namari thought to herself as she stepped out of the training ground.

She didn’t mature—she just got smarter.