After a long while, Shuichi lay on the ground, panting. His hands pressed against his sore inner thighs as he winced in pain yet somehow enjoyed it, feeling that something about him had changed.
This morning, all the things he did to Tsuki—spreading legs, looking in the mirror—ended up coming back to him at night!
This boomerang effect really made him wonder if he was being monitored.
But no matter how he thought about it, that seemed impossible.
Sayuki walked out of the bathroom, drying her hands with a towel. She stood beside him with interest, sizing him up.
"Oh my, already at your limit? Weren't you quite brave yesterday when you called me a pervert? And now look at you."
"So if I call Sayuki-san a pervert again, will you torment me once more?" Shuichi looked up at her.
Sayuki chuckled softly. "I don't mind, but are you sure you can handle it? Will you still have the energy to deal with my sister later?"
"Hiss…" Shuichi grimaced, suddenly feeling a toothache. She had a point—if it were any other day, he could just push through.
But today, of all days, he was planning to bring flowers to Fumika. And he could already predict the kind of treatment he'd receive when that happened.
That lady was definitely going to torment him to death!
So conserving his strength was absolutely necessary.
But there was no way he could just admit defeat like this. The corners of Shuichi's lips curled up slightly as he sized up Sayuki.
"You changed clothes, Sayuki-san? Even though it's the same yoga outfit, I can tell it's a fresh set. But you haven't even taken a shower yet… why the sudden change?"
Sayuki was momentarily at a loss for words before she clicked her tongue in annoyance and gave him a light kick. "If you've got the energy to talk, then get up and keep training. Today's session isn't over yet."
Seeing her reaction, Shuichi didn't press further. He just chuckled twice, which only made Sayuki even more irritated.
After pushing him to continue his workout, she stood to the side with her arms crossed, keeping a close eye on him. Her right hand rested against her chin for a moment…
Then she lowered it near her nose and took a subtle sniff.
….
There was no extra training today, so although they had been delayed a little, they still finished at about the same time as yesterday.
Sayuki glanced at Shuichi, who, despite his sore thighs, still had some energy left. Once again, doubt crept into her mind.
"It looks like your adaptability is really impressive. You've already adjusted to this level of training… Tomorrow, we can try moving on to the next stage."
"I've been saying I'm naturally gifted. Haven't you confirmed it over and over again, Sayuki-san?" Shuichi sat cross-legged on the floor, massaging his inner thighs as he spoke.
"..."
Sayuki wanted to refute him, but the reality was right in front of her. Unless she twisted the facts, she really had nothing to argue against.
"Increase the training load, then?" Shuichi asked seriously when he saw Sayuki remain silent.
"No." Sayuki shook her head. "If you want to train fast-twitch muscle fibers, you shouldn't do low-difficulty, high-rep exercises. Instead, you should focus on high-difficulty, low-rep training—ideally, no more than twenty reps per set, with just enough difficulty to complete two sets."
"For example, with barbell lifts, you'd keep it at two sets of twenty reps but progressively increase the weight."
"Increasing the weight, huh?" Shuichi licked his lips. "Weighted squats? Or maybe… Sayuki-san lying on my back while I do push-ups?"
Sayuki shot him a sideways glance. "If that's what you want, I won't stop you. The next stage was supposed to be close-grip push-ups, but if you'd rather go for something even harder, I have no objections."
"As long as there's a reward, I've got no complaints." Shuichi grinned confidently.
Shuichi had just received a system notification—her sense of belonging to the shopping district had finally increased again, reaching 60. As a result, the fitness room's administrator bonus had also skyrocketed to 600%!
The current status was as follows:
Fumika Ogawa – Belonging: 70Sayuki – Belonging: 60Tamako Akiyama – Belonging: 60Ichika Kitagawa – Belonging: 10
Current Monthly Salary: 2,100,000 JPY
Hearing Shuichi's words, Sayuki couldn't help but find it both frustrating and amusing. Teenage boys really were obsessed with these kinds of things.
But then again… he and her sister really did suit each other.
"Alright, I'm going to take a shower. You don't need me to carry you to my sister today, do you?"
Not only did the beauty salon have a shower, but the gym also had one, along with a changing area—after all, customers needed those facilities too.
"Huh? Shower time? I need to wash up too. Sayuki-san, take me with you?" Shuichi suddenly perked up with excitement.
Sayuki rolled her eyes. "Isn't it nice when my sister takes care of your bath? If you're with me, I'm not going to pamper you."
"Then I can pamper you instead." Shuichi replied smoothly, always quick to adapt.
"No need." Sayuki shot him a sharp glance.
"Then carry me next door, Sayuki-san. This is my last chance to get some close contact with you today—I'd hate to waste it." Shuichi sprawled out on the floor without hesitation.
Sayuki let out a laugh, half amused, half exasperated. "You sure are shameless. What kind of teenage boy acts this spoiled?"
"Well, now you've met one. As long as I don't see a problem with it, and Sayuki-san doesn't hate it, then who cares?" He stretched out his arms, signaling for a hug.
"Little perv." Sayuki clicked her tongue but still bent down and hoisted him up.
"Much appreciated~" Shuichi grinned, but his hands immediately started misbehaving.
"I'm going to drop you."
"Sayuki-san wouldn't be that heartless."
"This time, I mean it."
"Alright, I'll behave. Hands stay right here."
"Thick-skinned brat."
"Sayuki-san knows all about that, doesn't she?"
The two kept bickering as they made their way downstairs. Just as they reached the first floor, Shuichi suddenly gave Sayuki's butt a light pat.
"You really want me to drop you, huh?" Sayuki's eyebrows shot up.
Shuichi quickly explained, "I just remembered something. Sayuki-san, put me down for a sec. I need to grab something from the admin office before heading to Fumika-san."
"What is it?" Sayuki had a vague guess—was it a small gift?
"A bouquet of flowers." Shuichi replied concisely.
Sayuki's gaze flickered slightly. "Got it. It's not far anyway—I could just carry you there."
"I'll go on my own." Shuichi insisted, and she finally put him down.
Sayuki glanced at the flower shop diagonally across the street and asked, "Did that new tenant give them to you? I saw someone moving in yesterday, but they haven't shown their face at all—not even to greet the other shop owners."
"Yeah, my teacher at school introduced them to me. Their personality is… well, pretty quiet." Shuichi gave a simple explanation.
Since they'd be seeing each other often, there was no point in keeping it a secret.
Sayuki didn't press further. After all, Ichika Kitagawa had just moved in yesterday and hadn't made an appearance yet. Sayuki herself had been busy, so she hadn't had a chance to meet them either.
Without lingering, the two headed straight to the management office. Sayuki waited downstairs, watching as Shuichi grimaced and struggled to lift his legs up the staircase. She couldn't help but stifle a laugh.
Still… This guy had some conscience. After taking everything, he still thought of bringing her sister flowers.
Her sister was probably going to be so touched.
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