Sayuki looked at Shuichi with a half-smile. "Anything else?"
"When doing the bridge pose, Sayuki-san stood on top?" Shuichi said meaningfully.
"Go on." Sayuki neither confirmed nor denied it.
"When lying down and lifting my legs, Sayuki-san stood above my head?"
"And then?"
"Uh… when doing deep squats, I held Sayuki-san?"
"Should I also wrap my legs around your back for the best effect?" Sayuki said faintly.
"Exactly, exactly." Shuichi nodded repeatedly. "Sayuki-san, you're so smart. You understand perfectly."
"Whether I understand or not isn't the issue. The question is—can you actually do weighted squats?" Sayuki eyed him skeptically.
Shuichi walked to the end of the staircase, standing on the second floor while gripping the railing. He looked down into the depths below with a commanding gaze. "Just because I can't do it now doesn't mean I won't be able to in the future."
"Then do it before you talk." Sayuki rolled her eyes, but she didn't try to hide it. Instead, she crossed her arms, adding to the weight he would have to bear.
The towering became even more towering, the depths even deeper.
"But the previous exercises were no problem at all." Shuichi murmured, as if entranced, his eyes fixed intently ahead.
Sayuki's lips curved slightly. She reached out, pinching his chin, her alluring eyes narrowing seductively. "Then doubling today's training session shouldn't be a problem for you, right?"
"Hiss…" Shuichi sucked in a sharp breath but quickly clenched his teeth. "No problem! For Sayuki-san, I'll give it my all!"
Sayuki hooked her finger under his chin, guiding him toward the yoga room.
"Then what are you waiting for? But—" She paused, her tone teasing, "you have to finish the original training first. Only then will you earn the special collaboration for the extra session."
"Sayuki-san, you really are a wicked woman. Is it really okay to toy with a young man like this?" Shuichi grabbed Sayuki's wrist, skillfully sliding his hand up along her arm.
Her fair skin was smooth and cool to the touch—soft yet resilient, not the rigid firmness of pure muscle.
"If you're not willing, then forget it." Sayuki twisted his wrist in return.
"Ow, ow, ow—Sayuki-san, go easy! Don't be so rough, you'll break me! I said I'm willing, isn't that enough?" Shuichi yelped dramatically.
Sayuki's eyelids twitched. Why does that sound so weird…?
She let go of his wrist, shaking her head. "Your flexibility is terrible. Looks like I'll have to work on stretching you out and adding more mobility training."
"As long as Sayuki-san cooperates, any kind of training is fine with me." Shuichi had no objections to the training load.
With the combined benefits of the gym and beauty salon, he could progress at an astonishing speed. The former helped him improve rapidly, while the latter ensured fast recovery without hidden injuries—allowing for a more aggressive approach.
If he gritted his teeth and pushed through for just one month, he could achieve at least six months' worth of progress—maybe even a whole year! A complete transformation!
"Let's begin. Twenty standard push-ups, two sets." Sayuki crossed her arms and stood to the side, lifting her chin slightly.
"Got it." Shuichi lowered himself into position, ready to start. At Sayuki's command, he began moving up and down.
One set of twenty was done in no time. He deliberately acted exhausted, took a short break, and then started his second set.
After finishing both sets, Shuichi lay on the floor, panting heavily. Sayuki nudged his thigh with her foot, teasing him.
"Oh my, you look exhausted. Still want to continue?"
"Keep… going…" Shuichi gritted his teeth, his acting skills rivaling those of a certain infamous student council president.
Sayuki didn't bother messing around. She grabbed four yoga blocks and placed them at each corner beside him.
"If I lie directly on the floor, you won't be able to do proper push-ups. So, I'll prop myself up with these blocks. No problem, right?"
"No problem." Shuichi struggled to sit up, preparing for the next challenge.
Sayuki smiled, lay down in the center of the four yoga blocks, and curled her finger. "Come here."
Who could resist words like that?
Shuichi's morale soared. He immediately got into position, placing his hands on two of the yoga blocks, and looked down at her face.
Sayuki's face was identical to Fumika—only her expression and aura were different. Shuichi's gaze traced over her features carefully.
Those captivating eyes, the delicate bridge of her nose, the soft, rosy lips…
He was completely entranced.
"Does it look good?" Sayuki didn't stop him. Instead, she asked openly.
Shuichi sighed in admiration. "Beautiful. This is my first time appreciating Sayuki-san's beauty from so close. I feel like I'd have to save the world in my next life just to repay the heavens for this moment."
"Oh? Then take your time and look all you want—so long as you don't mind getting tired." Sayuki's lips curled into a slight smirk.
"Getting to look at you like this… I'm so excited I forgot all about feeling tired." Shuichi wasn't even exaggerating—his condition today was much better than yesterday's.
"Is that so?" Sayuki's gaze shimmered with amusement. Then, she licked her lips, her eyes brimming with temptation. "Even happier than when you sneak in a kiss while working out?"
"???" Shuichi's mind instantly cleared—this was an invitation.
"Thank you for the treat. Then, I'll begin."
Activating his muscles, he bent his elbows, lowering his body slowly.
Their lips met.
Shuichi held the position, savoring the soft sensation on his lips.
Sayuki chuckled and reminded him, "Aren't you getting tired?"
Speaking with their lips still touching only made the moment even more electrifying.
"No choice… This is a rare opportunity. Even if I'm tired, I have to endure it." Shuichi's arms began to tremble.
Then—he got bitten.
"Hiss…" He winced in pain and quickly pushed himself up.
"Standard push-ups. Follow my count. Understood?" Sayuki commanded firmly.
"Got it. Let's continue." Shuichi licked his lips—thankfully, no blood this time.
"Down."
Shuichi immediately lowered himself again, their lips meeting once more.
Sayuki licked her lips.
Not her own.
That slight tease instantly threw Shuichi off balance. His mind wavered, and his arms began to shake violently.
"Up."
Shuichi hurriedly pushed himself up—any later, and he would've collapsed!
Seeing this, Sayuki smirked playfully. She lifted her hand, tracing her fingers lightly down from his Adam's apple, slowly gliding lower, before tapping his chest.
"Still holding up?"
"Of course," Shuichi gritted his teeth.
This set of twenty push-ups was brutal, but he powered through it—not just because of the physical improvements from yesterday's training, but also because he was more motivated than ever.
The moment he finished, he let go and collapsed face-first onto the floor.
"Get up. You reek of sweat." Sayuki nudged him with distaste.
"Huh? But Fumika-san actually likes it. Sayuki-san doesn't?" Shuichi remained motionless.
"I don't."
"Oh, I see. But I really like the way Sayuki-san smells. Even your sweat isn't bad at all." Shuichi murmured as he placed a light kiss near her ear.
Sayuki's heart skipped a beat. Her emotions wavered for a moment, and the sounds she had overheard outside the bathroom last night resurfaced in her mind.
"Sayuki-san, your heart is beating a little fast." Shuichi whispered teasingly.
A hint of discomfort flashed across Sayuki's face as her cheeks tinged pink. Without hesitation, she smacked Shuichi on the butt.
"You've rested long enough. Get up and keep training!"
"Well… I do know Sayuki-san is just changing the subject," Shuichi sighed dramatically. "But as a weak and delicate young man, I lack the power to resist my sister in law's authority… I suppose I have no choice but to obey. Even some of the stranger commands."
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