Should've Leveled It Up Sooner!
Vitality wasn't just about a man's sexual prowess. It was the drive of body and mind—the very essence of stamina. "Ugh... I don't wanna do anything."
Seo Joo-hwan sprawled across his bed, mumbling to himself. He had zero motivation to get up and do a damn thing. Only after losing it did he truly appreciate how precious that energy had been.
"Ugh. At least I'm not a eunuch or anything."
The blessing had vanished, leaving him listless, but he hadn't lost his sexual function like he had before regressing. If he had, he wouldn't be grumbling like this—it'd be a whole different story. Thankfully, his morning wood was still pitching a tent even without the blessing. It was just that he'd grown so accustomed to the overflowing vitality surging through him since his return that it would take time to adjust to this "normal" state.
This was probably how ordinary people's bodies felt. Seo Joo-hwan found his answer in a skill he'd been neglecting.
A sudden idea hit him, and his face lit up with a grin as he called out. "Lucy! What if we level up that skill? Holy Touch got extra effects after it ranked up, right?"
> [I'm sorry, Master. I can't tell you until we level up the skill.]
"Tch. Guess we have no choice but to try it."
The skill he'd thought of was Holy Scrotum, which had reached level 2 and been acquired through a gacha pull.
▶ Effect 1: Vitality increases very slightly.
▶ Effect 2: Semen becomes very slightly sweeter.
He'd dismissed it as useless and left it unupgraded. With just Mongma's Blessing alone, his stamina had been overflowing—he'd seen no need to waste points on it.
But not anymore.
"Lucy, level up the skill."
> [Up to B-rank?]
"Yeah."
He had plenty of points to spare. Spending 7,500 LP, he bumped Holy Scrotum straight to B-rank.
The effects hit him immediately.
"Oh? Ohhh! What the hell is this?!"
Without a single touch, his dick—which had been limp in normal mode—sprang to attention. The lost vitality came rushing back. It wasn't quite on the level of the blessing, but it felt like he'd reclaimed at least half of what he'd lost.
Seo Joo-hwan checked the updated skill.
▶ Effect 1: Vitality increases.
▶ Effect 2: Semen becomes as sweet as fresh fruit.
▶ Effect 3: Immunity to five STDs (gonorrhea, herpes, syphilis, AIDS, urethritis).
The original effects had been enhanced, and a brand-new one added. Reading the description, Seo Joo-hwan let out a whoop of delight.
"This is a gold mine! Should've done it way sooner!"
He regretted not upgrading it ages ago. STD prevention? That was insurance for banging anyone without a worry. The limit to five kinds was a bummer, but based on his experience, higher levels would probably add more.
"Can't sit still anymore. Time to hit the gym."
With his energy surging back, he couldn't just laze around. He wanted to move. He'd planned to skip today, but he grabbed his workout clothes anyway.
*
Arriving at Ribbon Fitness, he spotted Im Su-hee right away. She split her time between the Gwangmyeong and Anyang branches, but she always came to Anyang on days he had PT sessions. And today was one of those days.
Spotting him, she blinked in surprise. "Joo-hwan, didn't you say you were taking today off?"
"Felt better, so I came. Getting antsy just sitting around."
"Good to hear. You looked wiped out lately."
Im Su-hee had noticed his dip in energy over the past few days. As the gym owner and a trainer, she was hyper-sensitive to muscle changes. She'd pegged his fatigue and suggested rest.
His routine wasn't your average workout to begin with. Two straight months of full-body training built on insane recovery speed? No wonder he was beat. He'd skipped the last few days because of it.
"Noona, got time for PT now?"
"Yeah. Wanna start right away?"
They had set PT slots, but she agreed without hesitation. Truth be told, she wanted to check if his body had fully recovered.
"Hoo! Hah!"
"Spread your legs more. Straighten your back. It's not just your abs—engage your whole core."
"Hngh!"
"There you go. A few days off did you good."
Im Su-hee nodded approvingly. Was she impressed even without the blessing? "Still, we should take it easy. Feels like it'll take time to get back to full strength. Hmm... your body's changed a bit, hasn't it?"
Not impressed—still not fully recovered, in her eyes.
Shit, is she gonna lose interest?
Im Su-hee had taken a shine to him from the start because of his freakish muscle growth and recovery. She had a Musclephilia fetish—an obsession with quality muscle. Now, post-blessing, he was back to a normal body. No more monster recovery. Her interest might wane.
They'd already been intimate and built some closeness, so she wouldn't ghost him or go cold... but who knew?
Seo Joo-hwan offered an excuse. "Maybe my growth spurt's ending. I changed pretty fast, right?"
"Oh yeah. You were around 170 when we met, weren't you?"
"Yep."
"How tall now?"
"176. Still growing a little, but way slower."
He left some wiggle room—just in case a height-related item popped up. His goal was over 180.
"Hmm. Growth spurt, huh?"
Im Su-hee looked puzzled. At 23, sudden growth like his was unheard of, even for her with all her certs and papers. Extreme cases like his were rare.
They resumed. He'd switched routines lately—no more daily full-body tears. Now it was a three-way split by body part. Today: legs.
During squats, she corrected his form and spotted him from behind to prevent accidents. Normally a male trainer would handle his weights, but she did it. Her strength was no joke—she wasn't just for show.
Squish.
Spotting meant contact. Her firm C-cup tits pressed against his back.
Ugh. Almost popped a boner.
He'd been too drained to even think about women lately. Even when horny, fear of his pre-regression issues kept him from jerking off.
But now, with the skill upgrade and vitality back, his body was hypersensitive.
Didn't used to be like this.
Early days had more contact while she taught him basics. But he'd been too focused on new moves to notice. Now, familiar motions left his mind wandering.
Im Su-hee snapped sharply. "Eyes front! Back straight! Legs locked—stand up. I said no leaning forward!"
She kept harping on posture, but one distraction and his dick was trying to salute.
He tamped down his frustration and focused. "Hngh!"
"Good. Two more."
He followed her lead, but maybe his mind wandered too much—on the last rep, his legs buckled.
"Grgh... Ngh!"
"Whoa! Up!"
Legs giving out, he nearly collapsed, but she caught him. From right behind, she grabbed the bar and helped lift.
Clang!
"That's enough for today."
Her tone was off. Busted for spacing out.
She was strict about training. Sure enough, a sigh and scolding followed. "What were you thinking? Can't focus? Then rest more."
"Sorry."
"Not about apologies... I don't want you hurt."
He bowed his head politely, and she waved it off. She went quiet, thoughtful, then beckoned. "Got time? Wanna talk with noona?"
"Huh? Oh, sure."
"Follow me."
He trailed her to her private office. She gestured to a chair. He sat; she brought cold tea—he'd had it before. A sip brought cool refreshment.
She spoke first. "Something stressing you out lately?"
"Huh?"
"You couldn't focus. Never happens. Got worries?"
"Nah, nothing like that..."
His voice trailed off. Expected scolding, but guilt hit. Far from losing interest, she was genuinely concerned. They were past judging faded gains.
Couldn't exactly say, "Your tits distracted me."
He bullshitted. "Lately, workouts feel stalled. Was growing fast, now nada."
"Ah, that?"
"Yeah. Plus, body was off, and stuff's building up."
"Building up?"
"Ah."
Embarrassed, he scratched his cheek. Slipped up. The vitality boost had him pent-up as hell. Should've jerked off at home.
Seeing his flush, Im Su-hee giggled. Her eyes curved slyly—she'd clocked the real issue.
She smirked wickedly. "What exactly is 'building up'~?"
"Haha..."
"Poor Joo-hwan. Holding out 'til the next team dinner that hard~?"
Her teasing drawl was infuriating. No question now—she was sure and poking fun.
It kept going. He scowled, mix of shame and annoyance. "Noona, quit teas—ngh?"
A hitch in his breath. Under the table, a foot pressed firmly against his crotch.
"Hm? What's wrong?"
Still grinning innocently, but her foot rubbed slyly, teasing him.
Screw it.
She started it. Skill upgraded—no reason to hold back.
He shot up, strode to the door. Ignoring her surprise, he clicked the lock.
Click.
Realizing her mistake, she broke a sweat. "J-Joo-hwan? Wait, no? This is the gym."
Backing away now.
No answer. He closed in. Her ass hit the desk.
He leaned in. "You started it knowing the consequences, right?"
"Ahaha... I didn't?"
"Then we'll fix that now."
"Eek. Hey, this is the gym? What if someone sees? Noona's serious."
Her tone sharpened—no more joking. He paused.
With Mongma's Blessing, a timing message would've popped. Unsure if green light.
But her arousal was A-rank. Good enough.
He kissed her. Smack.
"Mmph. Nngh... Mm."
Tongue in. No real resistance despite her words. She parted lips, tangled tongues.
He groped her tits. Squish. Soft through thin fabric.
Hand down, into leggings. Fingers straight, rubbed her mound over panties.
Soon, wetness seeped.
"Noona, soaked already?"
"Hah... You really gonna go all the way?"
"You started it."
"Ngh."
She'd poked first. No comeback, lips sealed.
He took it as yes, shoved panties aside, slipped a finger in.
Squelch.
"Hng."
"Be honest—you wanted it too."
Her foot wasn't just teasing. She'd been waiting, maybe more desperate.
But she shook her head. "Teasing got out of hand... wasn't trying to start anything."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Sorry if it pissed you off."
"Nah, wasn't mad. Led to this, right?"
Added another finger. Two thick digits writhed inside. Hand bulge obscenely visible through leggings.
"Ah, ngh, hngh. Joo-hwan, if we're doing it, outside. Please? No condom here."
She grabbed his arm, breathing ragged—engine revved.
He shook his head. "No need."
"What?"
"Got it right here."
Pulled wallet from back pocket, flipped it open. Condom out.
Grinning, he held it up. "Right here, right now."