Chapter 28
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 28
Chapter Title: 028. Feels Like I'm Dying
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I reacted just moderately and hurriedly racked my brain. My mind was in such a rush that I simultaneously activated Yu-ra noona's High-Speed Calculation and Jeong Se-hee's Multi-Thought Processing that I'd copied after having sex with her yesterday.
"You took it saying you'd research it yourself?"
[Never had a health checkup or anything?]
"Regular health checkups don't include semen tests."
[...Well, true. You didn't even know about it until I told you, right?]
Thanks to my deliberate playing dumb, a hint of fatigue crept into Jeong Se-hee's voice. Still, it wasn't a situation where I could fully let my guard down.
Jeong Se-hee wouldn't act like this without reason.
She's a woman overflowing with passion and pride when it comes to research. She must have discovered something unusual about my semen to bring it up.
"Is there something weird about it?"
[Hmm...]
"If you've figured something out, share it with me. Even if I can't know Noona's secret wishes, the semen itself should be fine, right?"
[It's a bit tricky to explain over the phone. You're heading to the gym tomorrow morning, right?]
"Probably."
[Then we can meet tomorrow as planned. What time should I come by?]
"Training ends at 9, so after that?"
[I'll head over around 9:30. That work?]
"Sure."
After finishing the call with Jeong Se-hee, I packed my bags. Since I'd be staying for about a week, I stuffed in some spare clothes and disassembled my computer, packing it into a large box.
Inventory makes this so convenient.
I'd heard there were laptops at the dorm, but nothing beat using my own stuff. Plus, I didn't want to leave any personal data behind.
"Oh, right."
Now that the call was over, I needed to deactivate the skills I'd been using. I stopped High-Speed Calculation and Multi-Thought Processing. Right away, a sharp pain stabbed the back of my head, followed by a wave of dizziness.
"Ugh?"
It had only been less than five seconds, but my stomach churned like it was flipping inside out. Looked like my brain had overloaded.
Can't use this recklessly.
I hadn't felt any strain while using High-Speed Calculation, so Multi-Thought Processing must be the culprit. It felt like my brain, split into two, was forcibly merging back into one.
Need to be careful with this in combat.
At least there were no issues while it was active. Or maybe because I didn't use it long. Another thing to research.
"Guess I'll crash."
But first, a quick peek at Jeong Se-hee's collection. No plans to jerk off, but I couldn't skip my pre-bedtime treat.
Maybe ask Yu-ra noona for some later. Who knows, might even get videos.
"No lower body momentum. Pull with your back and shoulders."
"Urgh...!"
"Grip strength is based on your forearms. You think your fingers have muscles?"
The voice from below made my jaw tremble. My whole body was already drenched in sweat.
What is this, boot camp...!
Of course, never been in the military, so I wouldn't know for sure.
Right now, I was climbing a thick rope hanging from the gym ceiling.
Yesterday, it had been empty except for a few chairs and tables, but it turned out to be fully equipped with all sorts of training gear.
"Five meters left. Move quickly."
Im Yu-ha stood there arms crossed, in a sleeveless tank top and training pants, issuing orders in a stern voice.
The line from her firm chest down to her slim waist and up to her plump hips was a work of art... but honestly, her arms and legs killed my vibe instantly.
Her deltoids bulged like halved oriental melons, and her sleek, compressed biceps and triceps showed clear striations.
Especially her thighs, packed so tight with muscle they looked ready to burst her pants—pure human weaponry. Probably thicker than mine.
"Maintain that position for a one-minute rest."
"Huff, huff."
"Don't open your mouth wide. Breathing through your mouth lets power escape your muscles. Inhale slowly through your nose, and only part your lips slightly on the exhale."
Fuck, rest my ass—hanging from this rope was killing me already. And this was the fifth floor up.
"When descending, spread your arms wide and come down fast. Keep posture from waist to toes."
I'd asked what if I slipped and fell by mistake, and she'd said she'd catch me, no worries.
Something about how at 200 stamina, a fall from that height wouldn't kill you?
"Hek, hek..."
"Regulate your breathing, then lap the gym once at a brisk walk. No running—walk with perfect posture."
I'd thought stamina training meant dumbbells or machines like at a gym.
But Im Yu-ha's training was on another level. Not gym equipment, but literally squeezing every muscle in my body to its absolute limit.
"Rope shakes, 30 reps, five sets. Squat stance, straighten your waist. Eyes forward, no upper body movement."
"Grrrh!"
My arms felt like they had iron weights attached. What drove me crazier was that, despite the hell, everything she ordered somehow worked.
"Get up."
"I-I'm dying... Gah, cough!"
"Lying down hinders breathing and makes it harder. Even resting, sit up."
"Urgh."
For three hours in the morning, Im Yu-ha pushed me right to the brink of death.
It started off pretty manageable. My actual stats were more than double what she'd gauged.
But this demon woman somehow knew, ramping up the intensity bit by bit. The last hour was pure hell.
"...Can I use a recovery potion?"
I asked out of sheer exhaustion, but of course, the answer was no. Potions restore your body instantly, resetting the abused muscles to pre-workout state.
Fair enough. If that worked, no need for consistent training.
Hunters have higher limits and faster recovery than normals, but the mechanism is the same.
To train the body, you have no choice but to repeat proper exercise and rest. When stats get high, they train under deliberate debuffs.
"Time to eat."
The lunchbox was meticulously tailored for training: all meat, salad, two bananas. Minimal carbs, high calories.
After wolfing it down and showering, afternoon session began.
After an hour of combat theory, I faced Im Yu-ha on a large mat.
"For the next ten... no, five minutes, attack me full force. I'll only defend and evade."
"Attack you?"
"Use any means. Aim for vitals if you want."
Considering the stat gap, I couldn't inflict real damage no matter what. But violence against someone was new, so I hesitated.
Im Yu-ha's sunken voice snapped me out of it coldly.
"Approach with killing intent. What's in front of you now isn't human—it's a monster after your life."
"...Got it."
I activated Golden Eye right away, copied my status window, and boosted strength and agility further.
Strength 81, Agility 120. That should land at least one hit.
Head, neck, heart, side, groin.
Five fingernail-sized blue dots.
Fainter blue glows elsewhere, like mere specks. Even same weak points varied in size and color by stat gap.
...The more I look, the more ridiculous this gets.
And red dots scattered around. Those must be her erogenous zones.
From the front, only neck and between legs glowed strong; rest faint.
I circled her slowly, probing. She just rolled her eyes, not bothering to face me squarely.
Halfway around back, a large, vivid red dot appeared between her waist and hips.
Waist makes sense, but... damn.
Anal as a weak spot? Size and color no joke. Guess the rumor about tough women having sensitive asses was true.
"Hoo."
Not the point right now. I steadied my breath and lunged, swinging a big kick.
"Kicks need stable center. Bigger motion exposes openings, vulnerable to counters."
Im Yu-ha dipped slightly, snatching my ankle. My airborne leg wouldn't budge.
"Again."
"Raaah!"
Pride stung, I charged idiotically yelling, but she blocked everything with one left hand.
Nothing worked. Light deflections or hip twists nullified all attacks.
Thwack!
"Kk?!"
"Ignoring defense and chasing gaps can backfire. Some monsters have hides harder than steel."
Saw her abs exposed and threw a punch; sharp pain in my hand, knuckles throbbing. Felt like punching a rock instead of abs.
"Next five minutes, I'll mix counters. No strikes, so relax."
"Then it's not training."
"Even controlling force, a bad hit on you breaks bones. Trainees use defense buffs for bare-hand spars with me."
From then, I rolled nonstop on the floor. No joke—the time spent trying to hit was shorter than getting up.
After those humiliating five minutes, Im Yu-ha stepped back, half-crouching.
"Finally, demo for tough-skinned monsters. Just watch as reference."
"What...?"
Before I finished, Im Yu-ha, five meters away, vanished from sight.
"...!"
When I came to, her fist was gently touching my gut.
"Zero-point strike maximizes body elasticity and muscle power. Add mana..."
Boom!
A cannon-like blast hurled me back.
Pain wasn't bad surprisingly, but the internal explosion sensation went beyond brutal—pure terror.
Thud.
I'd flown nearly ten meters, staring blankly at the ceiling when Im Yu-ha approached and helped me up.
"Delivers pure impact internally like this."
"...What is that?"
"Force Discharge. See it as essential mana control for close dealers."
...Teacher, I just want basic hand-to-hand like I said.
Came for slimes, why show dragon-slaying tech? Demotivating.
"Still alive? Looking surprisingly fine."
"Ha, haha..."
After showering, sprawled blankly on the bed when the door opened and Jeong Se-hee appeared. She plopped grinning beside me.
"What do you think of Instructor Im Yu-ha? Impressive, right?"
"If you didn't like her, you should've said so."
"Don't like her? She's my precious research material supplier."
"Y-Yeah..."
No energy to reply properly, but she ignored it, grabbing between my legs boldly.
"Hey there. Making lots of fresh semen?"
...Even then, my instinct-driven dick twitched, lifting its head like a greeting.