Chapter 76
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 76
Chapter Title: Actively Utilize the Technique!
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A few days after modifying Chisaki's sense of smell, I observed her condition.
At first, Chisaki didn't show much reaction.
But it wasn't long before she approached me, saying I smelled nice, and started sniffing.
True to her straightforward nature, Chisaki didn't hesitate and immediately checked it out.
I brushed it off as men's cologne, just as planned, and continued observing her for a few more days.
The key here was to avoid sparring with Chisaki as much as possible during the observation period.
Because if she got too close to my body odor—sweat and all—that enhanced sense of smell might make her notice something off about her body right away.
Even when we had to spar at school, I stuck to defense to avoid raising suspicion.
And it worked out perfectly that when Chisaki came to the mansion lately, I was too busy with stamina training to spar with her.
Now, as time passed and the number of times Chisaki sniffed me increased...
I approached her after one training session, under the pretext of giving her the cologne.
"Here, the cologne."
"Thanks~."
Chisaki grinned and tucked the cologne into her Hepai.
"I never thought Chisaki would like this cologne scent so much."
"Me neither, it's weird~ Oh, you're wearing it now too, right? Smells nice~."
I hadn't sprayed any today.
At first, I passed it off as men's cologne, but Chisaki's increasingly sensitive nose could pick up my natural scent even without intense movement.
"Huh? I didn't spray any today."
"Really? What's going on then?"
"Maybe your nose is so good it caught a faint lingering trace?"
"You think?"
She didn't suspect anything even when I brushed it off casually.
This simplicity was part of Chisaki's charm.
Right now, Chisaki was in a highly activated state after intense stamina training.
Plus, enough time had passed since the modification.
In other words, it was time to move to the next phase.
"Chisaki, want to spar?"
"Spar? Sure! My body's perfectly warmed up! Hng~ What's gotten into you, asking first?"
"I want to test your improved skills too. As fellow practitioners of the Heavenly Thunder Style."
"Hehe, I like that spirit! Let's do it!"
"Not here—we'll wreck the place. Let's head to the dojo."
I moved to the mansion's dojo with Chisaki.
I activated my Hepai to equip my combat gear and weapons, and Chisaki did the same.
"Huh? You, going bare-handed?"
Chisaki asked, seeing me with gauntlets and greaves instead of a katana.
"Using Heavenly Thunder Style all the time gets boring. Variety's the spice of life. Don't you want to see my other fighting styles, Chisaki?"
"Of course... I do! Pure Thunder!"
Chisaki flashed her battle maniac grin and unleashed her quick-draw technique.
A lightning-charged swift draw.
But it was a familiar move to me, so I blocked the blade with mana-infused gauntlets, deflected it, and countered instantly.
As I parried the katana, I lunged with a front kick aimed at Chisaki's abdomen.
But Chisaki wouldn't take a counter that easily.
She retreated to create distance, then closed in with a diagonal slash.
Kakakakakakakang!
The clash of katana and gauntlets echoed through the dojo.
I parried at the right angle, deflected, and counterattacked.
I didn't let a single solid hit land, countering aggressively to force Chisaki into minor swings instead of her killer blows.
Each attack lacked full power, but the movements were fiercer than usual spars.
After ten minutes of nonstop sparring, I smiled leisurely at Chisaki.
"Training's paying off, huh? You're not even winded moving like this."
"Hey, you! I've always had this stamina! Come on! Harder! Reverse Heaven!"
Chisaki aimed an upward slash at my armpit during our banter.
But I didn't dodge.
Kwaaaak!
"Huh?!"
I clamped my armpit muscles to trap the katana.
"What the hell?!"
A brute-force parry dumping massive mana into the stat gap between early and late game.
If our stats were equal, it might cause serious injury even if possible.
But with our current difference, it was feasible.
While Chisaki panicked, I raised my leg and kicked at her wrist.
Ppak!
"Ugh!"
Her wrist took the hit mid-panic, and the katana flew from her grasp.
Chaeeng!
I released the armpit grip and smacked the airborne katana away with my other hand.
As Chisaki's eyes followed the flying blade, I dashed behind her, wrapped my body around hers, and threw us backward.
Thud!
"Urgh!?"
I applied a light chokehold to her neck—not enough to knock her out, just to assert control.
"How's that, Chisaki? I win this time."
"Not... over yet...!"
She flailed her arms and legs, trying to counter somehow.
Kwaak!
"Eek...!"
I tightened the choke slightly.
"You know you can't escape this."
"Ugh...! If not for that weird block!"
"Haha, it caught you off guard perfectly, didn't it?"
Chisaki stopped struggling and let her limbs go limp in resignation.
"Never thought you'd pull such an unpredictable move."
"As the one set to lead the Eldra family, knowing varied tactics is a given."
I chatted leisurely without releasing the choke.
Waiting for her tension to fully ease.
"...Hey, you. Let go already?"
"Just a bit longer. Feels like you'd counter if I release now, claiming you haven't lost."
"I'm not that childish."
"Who was it that used their secret technique first in our initial spar?"
"Uuum..."
Chisaki had no comeback to my retort.
This banter was all to buy time.
Until her spar-induced tension faded, leaving her body brimming with vitality and excitement.
"Hm... Hng?."
Locked in close contact after a sweaty, relentless spar.
The perfect state for Chisaki to deeply inhale my scent up close.
"Hoo... Hoo..."
As her tension melted, Chisaki fully registered my smell.
Pressed against me, drenched in sweat, the scent wafting strongly.
Far denser than the casual whiffs from a distance she'd had before, and with her modified nose stabilizing, it was hitting peak effect.
"Haa... Sniff... Sniff. Snuuup..."
Once Chisaki reached that aroused, pleasurable state from my scent, she instinctively tried to breathe it deeper in this situation.
Her mind blanked instantly, body buzzing pleasantly and excitedly from the aroma.
Proof: she wasn't speaking, just sniffing audibly through her nose.
The same Chisaki who usually showed her feral battle maniac side.
Her instinct-driven nature had her lost in a hazy trance from my scent.
"Snuuup... Snuuup... Hoo hoo... Sniff... Sniff sniff..."
Instinctively tilting her head to escape the choke.
As she relaxed more frantically, her nose dropped to brush my arm.
"Snuuuup... Uh, hng..."
She inhaled the scent on my forearm like a vacuum.
Acting this far gone in a trance-like state reaffirmed how instinct-bound Chisaki truly was.
Her hands, which had gripped to free my arm, now hung loose.
As Chisaki, driven deeper into arousal by instinctually inhaling my scent, began reaching downward with both hands...
I suddenly released her and stood, calling her name.
"Chisaki?"
"...Huh? Hng? Wha?"
Chisaki snapped out of it.
"What's wrong? You went quiet all of a sudden."
"Huh? Oh? Why? I was kinda spaced out..."
"Spaced out? Must've trained too hard and got dizzy."
I stood and casually put distance between us.
"Nah, not that intense..."
Chisaki still puzzled by her state.
Meaning she hadn't fully snapped from the trance—more exposure, and she'd slip back in.
Acting unconcerned, I said,
"Haven't gone this hard with bare hands in ages. Great spar, Chisaki."
"Ah, yeah... It was good. Even if I lost."
"I used a new move, that's all. Won't work next time."
"Damn right!"
Her energetic reply would fully break the lingering trance.
"Phew, soaked in sweat. I'm hitting the showers. You?"
"Yeah... Sweaty too, gotta wash up."
"Cool, let's head there together."
I walked calmly to the showers with Chisaki.
Leaving the training room, down the hall.
Chisaki stayed silent the whole way.
"Sniff..."
A sniffing sound came from behind.
We reached the showers.
Separate for men and women, of course. I entered the men's.
I stripped in the changing room and tossed my clothes in a basket.
Up until entering the changing room.
And while I undressed.
No footsteps from Chisaki heading to the women's side.