"Suddenly one day, I woke up, and I was just this strong."
Akira answered half-jokingly—but the truth was not far off.
The system's awakening had also been sudden.
"Eh! How enviable. I wish I could be this strong after waking up."
"Um, excuse me… so the crisis for me hasn't been resolved, right?"
Kirisu Mafuyu, who had been listening on the side, caught the key point.
"Don't be afraid. With me here, Teacher Mafuyu, you'll be fine."
"But—"
Kirisu Mafuyu was still a little worried.
"Worst case, I'll stay at Teacher Mafuyu's house tonight."
"Eh?"
Kirisu Mafuyu was stunned. She had never imagined Akira would spend the night at her house.
Moreover, her house… "No!"
"Eh? What's wrong with that? Does Teacher have some unspeakable secret at home?"
"Hoho, then I definitely have to go."
Akira, of course, knew that Kirisu Mafuyu was completely clueless about housework and that her home was a mess.
"Oh, no!"
Kirisu Mafuyu was a bit anxious, but thinking about it, she seemed to have no image left in front of Akira.
So she just raged impotently for a couple of sentences.
Beside them, Maki Zenin's call had connected, and Masamichi Yaga on the other end breathed a sigh of relief.
"You escaped?"
"No."
"No? Then what happened?"
"We met a civilian Sorcerer. His name is Akira…"
Maki Zenin told Masamichi Yaga all the information she knew.
A civilian Sorcerer?
When did such a powerful figure appear among civilian Sorcerers?
Mei Mei is also a civilian Sorcerer. Should I have her make contact?
Thinking this, Masamichi Yaga issued an order.
"Come back. You can no longer participate in the follow-up of this matter."
"As for Akira, try to get along well with him."
"That's all. I have other matters to attend to."
Beep. The call was hung up, and Maki Zenin put away her weapon.
"Let's go. Teacher told us to return to Tokyo Jujutsu High. There's nothing more for us to do here."
"Eh? Are we going back already?"
"Mm."
Nobara Kugisaki was a bit reluctant. She had only just met such a powerful person today—who was also her age and handsome. She really didn't want to go back.
But with Maki Zenin there, she just made a gesture for contact information to Akira and then prepared to leave.
Fushiguro Megumi nodded at Akira, exuding an air of coolness.
"Junior Akira, can you return my glasses to me?"
"They are not ordinary glasses."
"I know. Let me play with them for two days, then I'll return them to you."
Saying this, Akira took out his phone. "Email contact."
Nobara Kugisaki next to him was a bit displeased and muttered softly, "Why didn't Akira-kun actively ask me for my number?"
"Does he like mature women?"
"Let's go!"
In the end, Maki Zenin's glasses remained on Akira's nose.
With these glasses, Akira no longer had to worry about not seeing Cursed Spirits.
"Mafuyu-chan, let's go too!"
The three disappeared from the underground garage. Akira turned around, pulling Kirisu Mafuyu into his arms.
The garage had been completely cleared by Akira, and there were no Cursed Spirits around.
And after experiencing all these things, Kirisu Mafuyu understood that tonight she couldn't escape.
But never having been in a relationship, she still couldn't adapt to Akira's flirting, and her face immediately turned red.
"Mm~! Not here. Can we go home first?"
"Mm~!"
Her heels gently lifted off the ground.
Kirisu Mafuyu was carried into the elevator by Akira.
Her cheeks flushed, she pressed the button for her floor, then dazedly opened her apartment door.
The moment the door closed—
her small blazer was already gone.
"Akira, wait a moment."
"You said we'd go home just now. Aren't we already home?"
Akira's voice appeared at Kirisu Mafuyu's ear.
The cushion between the humps was removed.
The camel instantly regained its wildness.
It began to gallop wildly across the desert.
So hot.
It felt like being on fire.
But—
the camel's hooves stepped on the scorching yellow sand.
Fine sand flowed between its toes.
"Ah!"
"Akira, no."
"It's already like this, and still no?"
Akira looked at the lifted OL skirt. "Alright, I understand."
Kirisu Mafuyu leaned against the wall, dazed.
The OL skirt, like her small suit jacket, was tossed into the living room by Akira.
Rip!
Kirisu Mafuyu frowned.
Over twenty years.
Preserved for over twenty years.
Today, it finally left her.
Although it wasn't in a room, on a bed—
she didn't feel much of a gap in her heart.
[Character: Kirisu Mafuyu]
[Potential: A]
[Loyalty: 75]
[Strength: 0.9]
[Agility: 1.0]
[Endurance: 1.1]
[Skills: Proficient Figure Skating (Proficiency 63%), Passing on Knowledge and Imparting Skills]
[Evolution Charge: 1%... Charging]
[Status: Training]
Physical link complete.
The data panel immediately appeared in Akira's vision.
Passing on Knowledge and Imparting Skills?
Is this a teacher's skill?
Am I overthinking it, or misunderstanding?
[Passing on Knowledge and Imparting Skills: When imparting knowledge, knowledge transmission efficiency increases by 10%.]
Huh?
It's a proper Passing on Knowledge and Imparting Skills. But this skill—it seemed Akira could use it too.
While basic training could improve a character's attribute panel through action, skill instruction could only be done step by step.
Now, if he had this skill, Saeko's Swordsmanship and Kasumigaoka Utaha's writing skills could both be rapidly improved.
However, Kirisu Mafuyu's Loyalty was only 75.
It was still ten points away from the capture range of a normal capture ball.
It seemed this training needed some intense material.
"Mmm~!"
"Akira, wait."
Kirisu Mafuyu wanted to escape, but behind her was the wall. No matter the situation, she could only face it.
As expected of an athlete's potential—she could reach this level of training before begging for mercy.
But to increase Loyalty, Akira wouldn't let her go so easily.
A strong training route, tailored for increasing favorability, had already been formulated by Akira based on the guidance of Trainer Basic Skill.
From body to heart.
Just do it.
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