“Miles wake up!” Coin’s voice woke dazed Miles up from his sleep. He straightened up on the bed and looked at the floating Coin with questioning eyes.

“What is wrong, buddy?” He asked while rubbing his eyes.

“You have to see this.” Coin said and the virtual screen played a video. In the video, a teen with maroon armor was testing his strength, speed, reflex, and many other things. The video was recorded from outside of another screen. Probably a camera set up in front of a monitor, but the numbers were clear to see.

“Sorry, this is my fault.” Coin apologized. Miles asked him to look if the camera was recording, and he assured him that the camera was only working with the AI. He never imagined people would record with another device to not alert the room.

“It is not your fault buddy. They used a second device, and without hacking into their system, there was no way for you to know of it.” Miles said, but a cold glint went through his eyes. “I went to the best gym in the capital to avoid this stuff, yet they have galls to record me secretly. Do they think I am ungrudging and I will let it slide?”

“They must have gambled that you will not expose yourself to press charges. And you won’t.” Coin said.

“Yes, but I can still make them pay, can’t I,” Miles said while walking to the bathroom to freshen up. He asked for a private room and he ordered them not to pry into his privacy. ‘If the gym thinks they can get away with it scot-free, I will see who laughs last.’

“How will you do it? Gym released a press conference in the morning saying the worker recorded the video and did it without any relation to the gym and the company fired him.” Coin brought up an article.

“Of course they did. Thankfully, I have a way to deal with them on my own.” Miles grinned as he opened the door. Coin floated and attached to his arm.

Miles, after having breakfast with Rayen, left the apartment and hopped on the train. He arrived in the central district and went to the same gym once again. This time, without any hood or mask.

“Hello mister, how may I help you?” The same girl greeted him and Miles asked the same thing as yesterday. A private room.

Inside the room, Miles did all sorts of things with pitiful strength to show for it. The main thing wasn’t the room but the building he was in. They weren’t recording people in other rooms, because they were in a common room, so it didn't have any newsworthiness.

The camera in the room, attached to the secret room in the building. Normally it shouldn’t be there to prevent any privacy breaches, but the room was secretive and there. Coin found a virtual entrance in the room and even used it the previous day to see if the camera was recording. But this time, Miles asked Coin to do more.

Through the Virtual entrance, Coin was able to connect the main system and could see every part of the building, including the room where the secret recording was done. There, two men were speaking.

“What the hell is going on with this guy? He is so weak?” One of the men said.

“It is normal. He is only 16 or 17 years old. It is normal for him to be weak.” The other said.

“I thought we could find another super-strong person and record him with this method to increase our fame.” The first one said again.

“Well, it was a risky move anyway. We recorded Marooner secretly and released it on the internet, then fired one of the workers by offering loads of money to hire him later. So, I am not sure if it is worth it or not. And repeating again would surely affect our business too.” The second, more sensible man said with a shake of the head.

“Of course it was worth it. Marooner is hot shit now, and any video with his name in the title gets millions of watches. Although it wasn’t proudful for our gym to have a private room video be leaked, firstly Marooner will not sue us if he wants to keep his identity secret, secondly, we already fired the guy, and if Marooner indeed comes clean, he can only sue the guy leaked the video and we will pay a small fee only.” The first greedy man said.

Since Miles wasn’t strong, they didn’t record his video and left the room. After working for a little longer, Miles with Coin attached to his arm left the training room. On the way, Coin showed him videos and Miles grinned with a smile of a predator.

“These are authenticated videos, right?” Miles asked. Although there was an authentication code at the corner, Miles wanted to double-check.

“They are.” Coin gave the nod so Miles started to work on them. He blurred the screen in the video where he was working and released the video on Unitube with the title, “Gym Bach, and their ‘private’ rooms. This video was brought to you by Marooner.”

Like two men said, any video with the name Marooner would be watched millions of times in a single day. Not long after Miles uploaded the video, hundreds of thousands of people watched the video and shared it with their friends. Comments were in tens of thousands, and likes were crushing the button.

Miles was on the train and was on his way to the Dimensional Device. He looked at the comment one last time before he entered.

“Bach Family, you should explain yourselves! The heir of your family in the video spit out those words.”

“I never believed when they said it was a worker who spied on Marooner. Now Marooner has released the truth!”

“Bach Gym, never again!”

“Bach Gym, never again!”

“Bach Gym, never again!”

“Bach Gym, never again!”

Similar comments were pouring under the video. The reputation and price of the gym in the market were crushed with a single video, but Miles felt no remorse nor any sadness. He luckily didn’t share much of his secrets.

Although he used Exaltedness of the Creator, he avoided showing side effects as much as he could so through video, nothing could be seen. But what if he used some other means or orbs? What if his secrets were exposed?

To those targeting him without any conscience, Miles wouldn’t be benevolent. They should learn to never cross a Cross.