Martial Arts?
"Hey!".

"Hey! Wake up!"

"Wake up! Dammit!".

A sharp kick landed on Derrick's waist and forced his eyes open.

The bright sun shone on his face and he squinted.

He took a look at his assailant.

It was a woman, short and rounded with a cute face, her hair was plaited backward and she wore an apron around a tight-fitted gown. Her nostrils widened in anger and her eyes had a slight look of disgust as she glared at him. She held a long broom and pointed it towards him while shaking it as if to chase him away.

Derrick took an unsteady step and stood up.

He looked around him.

He was under a small caravan and around it were others like it. Small tables were scattered everywhere beside these caravans.

This was a market.

" It seems I slept in this lady's store". He thought.

Derrick understood why she wanted him to leave, but he did not get why there was a trace of disgust in her tone as she spoke.

He then took a look at his clothes.

"Oh, that's why".

He still wore his torn and dirty clothes fr
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Burmin: Name of a city. Big Delis: Name of a country.

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