Chapter 21
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 21
Chapter Title: Training
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After that day, things between Sarah and Veronica had become somewhat awkward.
I wasn't sure what their relationship had been like before, but at least now it felt like they were smiling on the outside while being dead serious on the inside.
Considering they used to act like sisters... From Veronica's perspective, it must have been like witnessing her close older sister's affair or infidelity.
"You have a fiancé?"
"...Yes. I do have one."
Sarah's vague response back then.
At the time, Aren had picked up on the awkward tone in Sarah's voice, sensing there was some issue between her and her fiancé.
He'd also realized that was why she was showing him such excessive kindness.
"What kind of relationship is it?"
"Hmm... Curious, are you, junior?"
"Yes."
"...Hehe."
But Sarah had just laughed it off evasively in the end.
Aren hadn't pressed further since it was clear she didn't want to talk about it.
Besides, this wasn't his only chance. Through club activities ahead, they might grow closer, and he'd learn naturally.
With that in mind, time had passed, and finally, today had arrived.
What day was it?
It was the day for some intense, full-contact conversation with Veronica.
Starting today, under the guise of training, he would mold Veronica to his tastes through rough physical exchanges(?).
Very slowly and cunningly, so she wouldn't notice.
Sweetly and stickily, so even if she did, she couldn't escape.
"Ah, you've arrived."
"...Yes."
"You've dressed... appropriately."
She was wearing clothes that clung tightly to her body, revealing every curve.
It was exactly what he'd instructed her to wear the day before. Seeing her comply perfectly, Aren nodded in satisfaction.
"...Do I really have to wear this?"
She shrugged, feeling his gaze lick over her body.
Of course, she immediately straightened up as if reclaiming her poise, but the embarrassment was still there.
Skin exposure? Not a single inch.
Just her hands and face were visible.
But today... she learned what it meant to be sexy without any exposure at all. The fabric hugged her so tightly that her contours were perfectly outlined, making it overwhelmingly erotic even fully covered.
If anything, it stirred men's imaginations even more.
"Yes. You absolutely have to."
The outfit he'd given her was a special suit that enhanced mana conductivity. Since he planned to expand her senses first, higher conductivity was better.
"......"
Her expression soured.
She knew it was beneficial to wear, but it was still embarrassing.
"...I can't believe this is official Academy-issued attire."
"Is it?"
"Yes."
Aren thought for a moment, then decided to tell Veronica the truth.
"Strictly speaking, it is official attire, but it's not commonly worn. It functions well, but the design is too overtly revealing in appearance."
"......?"
She froze, unable to process his words at first.
But the moment she understood—
"You... You picked this out on purpose?!"
"Yes. It was a hassle to procure it."
"......"
Veronica's gaze turned icy.
"...Then I'll take it off. It's not necessary, right? Or at least give me something else."
"No can do."
"...What?"
"All the other outfits are already rented out. It was hard enough to get this one, so I need to see you in it."
"How can you be so shameless..."
"I'd prefer 'bold' over shameless."
Was it because he declared his desire so brazenly?
Veronica was at a loss for words.
Aren didn't miss the opening and pushed his stance firmly.
"Come on, come on. Time's short, so let's think positive and get started."
"...Haa..."
No one could mistake that sigh for anything but permission.
Not Aren, not Veronica.
Aren smiled brightly and approached her closely, extending his hand.
"Why the hand...?"
"Like the first time I showed you, I'll expand your senses. And we'll embody those senses as purely Veronica's own."
"......"
She recalled two days ago.
The moment Aren's mana had flooded into her body like a burst dam.
Her senses sharpening, that strange tickle in her lower abdomen.
'...It'll be the same this time, right?'
Probably. Exactly the same.
With some resolve, Veronica cautiously clasped his hand.
Not stopping there, she intertwined her fingers with his, just like before.
Before long, their fingers were locked together, inseparable.
...Gulp.
This was the second time she'd held hands with a guy outside her circle.
The difference? This time, it was entirely by her own will.
She tried to rationalize the ticklish sensation rising in her chest by telling herself it was just training, but it wasn't easy.
"Then, let's begin, Veronica."
"...Yes."
Unaware of her state, Aren slowly infused his mana.
Just like two days ago.
Aren's mana flooded into Veronica's body like a burst dam, spreading through her mana circuits to every corner.
It was like painting the canvas of Veronica with the color of Aren.
"Ngh... Hnng..."
"Close your eyes and focus. Remember this sensation as vividly as possible."
Where his mana spread.
Which unused mana circuits were awakening.
Memorize the omnipotence lurking beyond the tickle.
Engrave it into her body so she could never forget.
So she could circulate her mana the same way even without him.
"Hah... Ngh..."
Savoring her leaking moans, Aren pushed more mana in.
"Haah...! Y-You...!"
"Endure it, Veronica. It's a necessary step."
"I... Hnng... kn-know...!"
"Yes, yes."
He hadn't told her, but embodying this sensation required many steps.
Regular expansions like this, of course, but her mana circuits needed tuning too.
Like unblocking meridians in wuxia novels?
Not full shed-and-rebirth, but widening and purifying her circuits was entirely possible.
'Of course, step by step.'
Overhauling all at once was too much.
Not impossible, but afterward, her whole body would hypersensitize, ruining daily life.
'Touched spots would overreact to the slightest brush.'
Crude terms: her entire body could become an erogenous zone.
One that squirts and climaxes from the lightest touch.
'Not yet.'
At least, not now.
'Today, just the torso.'
More precisely, the lower abdomen.
Anyone could see his personal bias, but no one was there to call it out.
"Veronica. Focus on my touch now."
Smooth—
Without permission, he placed his hand on her lower abdomen.
"Haah...!? Y-You, right now...! Ngh!"
Even over the clothes, her lower abdomen felt incredibly soft.
He barely restrained the urge to slip under the fabric.
Infusing mana into her lower abdomen too.
"Feel it? Your mana circuitsing with my mana."
"H-Hand...! T-Take it off...!"
"Necessary step. Can't do that."
"Hnng...!"
Veronica glared, but Aren didn't stop.
He sped up instead.
His mana swept every nook of her lower abdomen.
Naturally, his fingers stroked across it every which way, and she trembled from the dual heat inside and out.
Her legs buckled, and she staggered into his arms.
Smooth—
He wrapped an arm around her waist, supporting her.
"Careful there, Veronica."
"......!"
Couldn't touch the abdomen anymore, but no matter.
The expansion was done anyway, and the soft, yielding press of her breasts against him was satisfying.
Plus, infusing mana worked from the small of her back too.
"Haa...!"
For example...
'Like this.'
Stroking her waist with his fingers made her twitch.
Aren didn't stop, trailing up her spine.
His mana along the vertebrae delivered a massive wave of pleasure.
"Hnn... Y-Your hand..."
"...Focus, Veronica."
Whispering in her ear, he slid his hand down, brushing the perilous line between her waist and hips—just grazing the top of her buttocks.
Even in her haze, Veronica tried to pull away, but strengthless, she couldn't.
Thus, she surrendered to his embrace, gradually drowning in pleasure—
—as the space between her thighs grew ever wetter.