Lewosito's eyes widened the moment he stepped in.
"Huh?! What is… Sameer doing here?!"
Sameer stood up sharply, fury in his eyes. "What the hell is HE doing here?!"
Natasha whispered to Jash, "Go stop him, or he'll start fighting again."
Jash folded his arms. "Don't worry. He won't… not here."
Atharv, admiring the rooftop view, turned back. "This place is beautiful, Lewosito—" His words stopped cold. He too saw Sameer. "Wait… WHAT is he doing here?"
The atmosphere turned heavy.
Lewosito and Sameer locked eyes. The tension was suffocating. Sameer's fist clenched tight.
This bastard… Sameer thought. This time…
Lewosito and Atharv sat at the dining table quietly.
Jash frowned. "Why are they both sitting there? They didn't even notice us."
Natasha sighed. "Call them, Jash."
"Hey! Lewosito!" Jash called out.
Lewosito turned around. "Oh, there you are! Come on, Atharv."
Atharv stood up. "Wait, wait, I'm coming too!"
They both walked over and sat in front of Jash and Natasha at the dining table.
"So," Jash began, "you guys are leaving for Manali for more intense training?"
Lewosito nodded. "Yeah, I think so. But I heard it's going to be even harder this time."
Jash smirked. "Hard? Maybe not for you. You were born with your fist—your training will be different, maybe even a little easier. But Atharv…"
He looked at him with a teasing grin. "Yours is going to be harder than you think."
Atharv blinked, confused. "Huh? Why?!"
"You'll find out soon," Jash replied casually.
Lewosito smiled faintly. "This will be fun."
Atharv groaned. "Hey, don't make suspense about the training! Just tell me!"
"I already told you," Jash said. "You'll know when it starts."
Atharv frowned, thinking to himself. I barely survived one month of training… and now eighteen more months are waiting for me in Manali…
He shouted, "Tell me, damn idiot!"
Jash chuckled. "Okay, okay! Fine! The first and most difficult training is called Head Hammer Training. In this training, you have to hit your head against the wall again and again until it becomes strong."
Atharv froze, his eyes wide in disbelief as he imagined himself slamming his head against a wall.
"Has some mad dog bitten me that I should do this training?!" he yelled.
Natasha tried not to laugh, hiding her smile. Jash is just teasing him again.
Jash held up his hand. "No, no, it's true. You need that training for developing a head-tackle attack strong enough to defeat someone."
Atharv sighed. "Let's see…"
A female waiter approached politely. "Sir, what would you like to order?"
Lewosito scratched his head. "I don't really know the menu. Could you say it for us?"
The waitress smiled. "For starters, we have Basil Pesto Hummus, White Asparagus and Jalapeno Phylo, L&S Nachos, Japanese-style Vegetable Bao—"
Lewosito's face grew blank as she continued.
She went on, "For main course: Khao Suey Hot Pot, Veggie Double Decker, Caesar's Club—"
Lewosito interrupted, confused. "Uh… Is there Pav Bhaji? That will be fine. I'll eat that."
The waitress froze, blinking. This idiot came to an expensive restaurant and asked for Pav Bhaji?! How poor—
Jash suddenly glared at her. "Don't you dare think that. I can read your mind. If you say one more thing, I'll talk to your manager and make sure you're fired."
The waitress gasped, terrified. "I-I'm sorry, sir!"
She turned away quickly, trembling. That guy is scary…
Lewosito looked at Jash. "What did she think?"
Jash waved his hand. "Forget it. Eat this you will love it."
After some time, applause filled the room. Everyone was clapping as Kavishni stood before her birthday cake, smiling brightly.
"Happy birthday, Kavishni!" her master, Guru, said warmly.
"Thank you, sir!" she replied with a bow.
Sam Rikaza approached, holding a small box. "Happy birthday, my baby."
Kavishni smiled sweetly. "Thank you so much, Sister!"
Sam opened the box to reveal a sparkling necklace. "This necklace cost one lakh rupees. I thought it would suit you."
Kavishni gasped. "Oh, thank you so much! It's so beautiful—I love it!"
Sam smiled. "It looks stunning on you."
Atharv blushed immediately, his face turning red as Sam laughed softly.
She's so cute… I think I like her, he thought.
"Hey!" Jash interrupted loudly. "She's your guru, damn it!"
Atharv groaned, irritated. "That's why I hate being a student!"
A strong male voice echoed from behind. "Sorry for being late. Happy birthday, Kavishni—my cute little sister!"
Everyone turned. It was Alex Guru.
"Thank you so much, Guruji!" Kavishni said, smiling.
Every waitress and girl in the hall froze when they saw Alex.
Then chaos broke out.
"Kyaaaaaaaa!"
All the girls ran toward him, squealing.
One waitress shouted, "Hey handsome! Give me your phone number—let's date!"
Another yelled, "No! He'll give me his number! His type isn't fatty and ugly girls!"
The entire group screamed together, "You're so cute and handsome! Kyaaaaa!"
Daksh shook his head, smirking. "That's the aura of Alex Guru…"
Alex's female bodyguard immediately pushed the girls back. "Don't you dare touch him! Stay away!"
One girl muttered under her breath, "Ugh, she's so rude and arrogant. What does she even think she is?"
Another joined in, "Yes! I hate her!"
Atharv whispered, "Alex Guru is so handsome, all the girls fall for him."
Lewosito added, "Guruji wears all branded clothes. His fashion sense is perfect."
Jash nodded. "That's why most of the girls fall for him."
Alex smiled gently. "Well, well… sorry, girls. She's my best friend. She just gets jealous when someone touches me. Anyway—happy birthday, Kavishni!"
That girl said "I am not only your best friend but you guard too"
Alex said "I don't want any guard I can protect my self"
He handed her a small box. "This is your first gift — a branded Gucci Blooms Flower Wallet, your favorite blue color."
Atharv whispered, "Wait… a Gucci wallet?"
Natasha murmured, "That's around 1 lakh 79 thousand rupees…"
Aarvansh added, "Alex Guru is Kavishni's real brother."
A girl nearby said, "No, Guru just considers her like a sister."
Among the crowd stood Ashvi, Daksh's little sister — only sixteen, the youngest FISTTONOI member.
She had been born disabled, her arms ending at the elbows, but her brother had built her advanced robotic hands.
Alex smiled again. "And yes, this next gift is your favorite dress—Gucci Women's GG-Jacquard Midi Dress."
Everyone gasped.
"Gaaaaaaahhhh!!"
Kavishni covered her mouth, tears in her eyes. "My favorite dress! Thank you, bhaiya!"
Alex nodded warmly. "And now… your third gift. Are you ready?"
Kavishni blinked. "Bhaiya, this much is okay for me—"
Alex chuckled. "No, wait. Your final gift is parked downstairs… your favorite Salamanca Blue Rolls-Royce."
I had parked in parking lot here is your key
The room erupted in shock.
"Gaaaaaaahhhh!!"
Atharv shouted, "It's a 7.5 crore car!"
Sameer's jaw dropped. "I can't believe this!"
Aarvansh said, "He already spent seventy-five million rupees! Damn!"
Ashvi smiled. "He can do anything for his sister."
Lewosito leaned closer to Atharv and whispered, "Bro, we should go now. It's getting late. We've got to leave for Manali tomorrow."
Atharv nodded. "Yeah, you're right."
Meanwhile, Kavishni hugged her brother. "Thank you, bhaiya, for everything."
Half an hour later…
Kavishni looked around, searching. "Where's Lewosito?" she asked. "I can't see him anywhere."
Jash replied, "He already left with Atharv. They wanted to rest early—they're leaving for Manali tomorrow for training."
"What? So early?" she said softly, disappointed. "I had a gift for him…"
Her smile faded slightly as she looked at the empty door.
Why did he leave so soon? she thought sadly.
Mumbai, Borivali Highway.
Lewosito and Atharv were waiting for a bus.
After a few minutes, Lyron arrived and said,
"Hey Lewosito, Atharv! I came!"
Atharv replied, "We were waiting for you and the bus. You came, but the bus didn't."
Lyron laughed. "Yeah, I think the bus is going to come now."
Atharv said, "Yes."
Lewosito added, "Are you sure FISTTONOI Headquarters really booked the bus tickets, Atharv?"
Atharv replied confidently, "Yes, they booked the tickets."
Lewosito said, "Call Jash."
Atharv dialed Jash's number.
Bzzzz Bzzzz Bzzzzz Bzzzz…
Jash's phone vibrated, and he woke up to answer the call.
"Hello?" he said sleepily.
Atharv asked, "Bro, when is the bus coming?"
Jash replied, "Bus…?"
Atharv said, "Yes, FISTTONOI Headquarters booked bus tickets for Manali."
Jash said, "Well, FISTTONOI Headquarters never book tickets for traveling. We have to go with our own money."
Atharv froze for a moment and said, "O-okay…" in a shocked voice. Then he cut the call.
Turning to the others, Atharv said, "Well, the bus is not coming. We have to book tickets with our own money. FISTTONOI Headquarters never book tickets for us."
Lewosito and Lyron both shouted together, "BAKA!"
Atharv sighed. "No worries. Let's see if there's any train available tonight for Manali. I'll book the tickets right now."
Lyron said, "For that, we have to book train tickets one month before, baka!"
Then Lyron thought for a moment and said, "Wait, you have a car, right? Let's go by car."
Atharv replied, "Your father will give you the money for diesel?"
Lyron yelled, "Don't go to my father! It's your mistake, you freeloader baka!"
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One hour later…
Lyron said, "So, let's go now. Listen, I'll drive from 3 PM to 12 at night, then you'll drive, okay?"
Atharv said, "Yeah, okay."
Lewosito stretched and said, "Yeah, it's actually not my thing to drive a car. I'll sleep the whole way."
Atharv laughed. "Well guys, this 18 months of training will be more intense than ever. So from the day after tomorrow, be ready! I have the Manali Ashram's address."
Lewosito said, "Okay guys, let's go!"
Lyron started the car, steering it out from behind the building. The sky was dim, the air still.
Meanwhile, back in the city, Kavishni was calling Lewosito for the past half hour.
"Why isn't he picking up…" she whispered, her voice low and worried.
In her hand, she held a small gift box, something she had been waiting days to give him.
She tried calling Atharv, but even he didn't answer.
After a few more rings, her expression fell — she sighed softly, clutching the box tighter.
"Maybe… they've already left," she murmured, turning away as the wind carried her hair across her face. She slowly walked off, her eyes heavy with disappointment.
Inside the car, the road stretched endlessly ahead.
Lyron glanced at the GPS and said, "Alright, guys. Thirty-five hours, 1906.8 kilometers."
Atharv frowned. "Wait, where's my phone? Lewosito, call it once—"
Lewosito cut him off, calmly saying, "I left both our phones at home. No distractions during training."
Atharv's jaw dropped. "WHAT!? I pay everything online, baka!"
Lewosito smirked. "Relax, I've got cash."
Lyron laughed. "Eighteen months. No phones. Only training. Sounds interesting."
Atharv groaned, "Yeah, until we starve to death."
1:00 AM – July 14
Lyron was still driving. Atharv was snoring loudly in the back seat, his head tilted against the window.
Lewosito couldn't sleep — the snoring was too strong. His eyes were half-closed, heavy from fatigue.
Lyron's eyes were red, dark circles beneath them. He yawned and nudged Atharv, "Bro, wake up. I'm done. I need sleep."
Lyron pulled the car to the side near a flyover. After a few minutes, Atharv finally woke up, splashed water on his face, and took the wheel.
Lyron leaned back and instantly dozed off.
The night passed with the rhythm of the road — headlights, silence, and the sound of tires cutting through the wind.
Next Morning
Lyron handed a packet of chips to Lewosito.
"Here, breakfast."
Lewosito munched lazily, half-asleep.
Hours passed — eating chips, swapping seats, sleeping, staring out the window at endless highways and mountains.
It was a long, quiet journey.
July 16 – 10:00 AM
Atharv yawned as he parked. "Finally… Manali. Damn, it's freezing."
Lewosito rubbed his hands. "Yeah, but where's the ashram?"
Before anyone could respond, a crow landed nearby and cawed loudly,
"Caw! Caw! The Ashram is on Trimurti Mountain. Park your car here!"
Atharv's eyes widened. "Wait— a talking crow!?"
The crow hopped, "Caw! Yes! Follow me. It'll take three more hours on foot."
The trio froze. "THREE HOURS!?" they yelled in unison.
The crow just flapped its wings smugly. "Caw caw, let's move humans!"
TO BE CONTINUED
6.0 : THE FROZEN FIRE-I