Chapter 159 Buying New Bow

The professor laughed, not caring about the dignity of a lady at all. She wiped away her fake tears and said, "I have heard all these praises my whole life; your tricks won't work on me."

"Why don't you get to the point? What do you want?" she asked in a serious tone.

Rishi smirked innocently before coughing and explaining, "Mam, I am low on money. Can you lend me a Bow for a while?"

"Who are you?" said Mam before turning and trying to act busy.

Rishi came close to her and begged, "Please, ma'am, I am really low on money. Please lend me a bow; I will pay you after a while."

Mam laughed again at Rishi's face. She sat on the chair and brought her hands forward before saying, "You are a lucky kid; your great teacher has a bow shop as a side business."

A smile appeared on his face as he looked at the professor. Looking at his savior, he said, "I knew it, Maam. You will support me." He looked at her with puppy eyes and asked, "So when can I get it?"

The professor didn't know how to react to his shamelessness, so she said, "It looks like your shamelessness also increased with height."

Rishi blushed when he heard it; this was his natural personality that had changed over time. The stress of hiding himself and acting low had changed him. He clenched his fists, but now he didn't need to do that, and who cares if his real identity is exposed?

"I was always like that, Mam; I was just trying to keep a low profile to not get any unnecessary attention, but now it doesn't matter; I will do as I please," he replied with a confident and determined look.

"I will lend you the bow; in return you will pay me all the money in two months. I want payment in mana stones," she said before smiling and looking at him. "You know me well; you know what I will do to you if you cannot pay."

Rishi gulped when he looked at her; she looked terrifying. He said, Mam, don't you believe me; I will pay you on time."

"Then follow me to the shop after the class. Today you try to practice previously learned skills," she said before standing up and looking at all the equipment to see if it was ready.

Rishi decided to help her. Soon the students came one after another. They were surprised when they saw a handsome silver-haired boy laughing and talking with the professor.

Especially girls who found him handsome and familiar, "Is he of our batch?"

"It can't be if there was such a handsome boy; he would have been popular in school," replied another girl.

"So, is he a new student? It will be easier to approach him if he is a junior," replied the first girl.

"Quiet," said the professor when she saw the students chatting loudly. "Take your positions and start practicing."

Rishi practiced his previous skills while many girls kept an eye on him. 'This feeling is annoying but satisfying at the same time. Is this how popular people feel?'

Many girls greeted him after the class; he just smiled and talked with them. The boys were jealous, but it's not like they could say anything to a guy for being too handsome.

The professor interrupted Rishi's fun and dragged him along with her. The girls who were grouped moved away and didn't even try to protest. The professor was not someone to be argued with; she would punish them without thinking twice.

Students were surprised when they saw a handsome boy following the professor. After walking for some time, they soon reached a shop.

Which looked very appealing even from the outside; Rishi entered the shop and saw that it had all the equipment related to archery.

At first, he was lost in the shop and foolishly looked around. While admiring beautifully designed bows, there were all types of bows there.

"I never knew you owned such a majestic shop, Mam; you are really something. I never knew you were so rich, but I have one question," said Rishi.

"Ask what insignificant question you have," said the professor, who was in the mood to show off.

"Why are you so stingy even when you are so rich?" mocked Rishi. He was laughing with the people around when a hand hit his hand and showed him stars in the day.

"What are you laughing at? Do your work," said the professor before dragging Rishi away by his ear.

"Ouch, sorry, mam, I was just kidding," said Rishi with a puppy face, but he was greeted by another bonk on the head.

"It looks like you are getting bolder every second; I need to smack some sense into you. Don't crack jokes from now on," she said.

Rishi quietly followed her and acted obediently; after finishing important things, she brought him to the heavy bow section.

Many bows were displayed there with different weights from 100 to 1000 kg; Rishi first tried a 100 kg one. It was not heavy for him; he tried to draw it and could draw it to its full power.

"Not this one; it's very light," he said before lifting a 200 kg one. It was of average weight to him. The people around were surprised by Rishi's physical strength.

He tried others, and he could draw every bow below 500 kg. When he picked up the 500 kg bow, lifting it took his full strength.

When he tried to draw it, he could only draw the string made out of monster tendons for one cm, and his whole body was shaking for doing that too.

H laughed and said, "This one is good." He inspected the big bow, which was made of heavy metals. It was a composite bow made by assembling different parts by welding and bolts.

It was painted black with white patterns. It was majestic and heavy. Rishi felt as if he were an ancient warrior.

The people around him laughed when they saw it. They thought that he was trying to show off in front of people.

The professor asked, "How will you wield it and its composite bow, not a long bow?"

"I will level up soon, and as for the composite bow, I will learn how to use it. It looks way cooler; I want it." He was as excited as the kids were for their new toys.

The professor was not in the mood to argue with him, so she gave him the bow after he signed a legal contract that he would return her money on time.