What!
How could this be?
How could he just reach in like that?
The buttons and joystick were all messed up.
Kasumigaoka Utaha bit her lower lip and looked around, realizing that no one nearby had noticed Akira's presence.
But what was happening now had already made her instinctively clench her knees.
"Akira!"
"Is it really you?"
Kasumigaoka Utaha was on the verge of collapse, but she still felt a little strange.
She had never known that Akira possessed such power.
It still made her unable to fully confirm the real existence of Akira at this moment.
In response, Akira smiled slightly, picked up the book on Kasumigaoka Utaha's desk, and threw it to the ground.
Clang!
The sound instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Kasumigaoka Utaha's heart settled, and she quickly raised her hand and said, "Excuse me, teacher, my stomach isn't feeling well. I want to go to the nurse's office."
The lingering effects of Akira's mischief had not yet dissipated, and the female teacher on the podium saw that Kasumigaoka Utaha's condition was indeed a bit strange. "Do you need a classmate to help you?"
Kasumigaoka Utaha shook her head. "I won't trouble everyone. I can go by myself."
After saying that, she got up and moved to the back door, then, accompanied by Akira, headed to the nurse's office.
"Really going to the nurse's office? There should be a teacher there, right?"
"Of course there is. But for you, what does it matter if she's there or not?"
"You're right. As expected of Utaha-chan, you immediately grasped the key point."
"I didn't expect you to come looking for me during class."
"Because I have to go home early today. I have no choice."
"Everyone else has already trained. I can't let you be the only one to miss out."
Kasumigaoka Utaha glanced at Akira. "I think you're just being greedy and found an excuse."
"Hmph. Utaha-chan, you really understand me."
As the two talked, they arrived at the door of the nurse's office in a blink of an eye.
Knock, knock, knock!
"Come in!"
Kasumigaoka Utaha heard the response and opened the door.
"Excuse me, Teacher Shizuka, my stomach isn't feeling well. I need to rest."
"Eh, Kasumigaoka, do you have a stomachache again?"
Shizuka Marikawa looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha, vaguely recalling. "Last time I checked you, I didn't find any problems."
"It's not a big deal. A good night's sleep will fix it."
"Alright, Kasumigaoka, I'll register you. You can go rest on a bed over there."
Kasumigaoka Utaha had been a frequent visitor here before, so she skillfully found a bed further inside and pulled the curtain to block the view.
Once the curtain was drawn, the area around the bed became a relatively enclosed space.
Although Akira had some thoughts about this muddled school nurse, Kasumigaoka Utaha had already actively stood on her tiptoes and wrapped her arms around Akira's neck.
So he decided to help Kasumigaoka Utaha complete today's training first.
"Mmm~!"
"Akira, I thought you wouldn't come to find me today either."
Kasumigaoka Utaha wore a charming smile, her red eyes seemingly holding a magical power that could draw people in.
"Yesterday's situation was different, and everyone else hadn't finished yet."
"But today, Saeko and Marin have both finished their training, so naturally, I couldn't leave you out."
"En! Let me help you."
"Ah."
"It's a bit hot."
"If you blow on it, it won't be hot anymore."
Kasumigaoka Utaha was always proactive. Once she decided to do something, she wouldn't hesitate.
"Mmm~!"
Slurp.
Akira gently stroked Kasumigaoka Utaha's long hair, teasingly saying, "Utaha-chan, your hair tie is really well-matched."
"I don't even need to help you tuck your hair away."
Kasumigaoka Utaha gave Akira a glare and worked with a sense of retaliation.
Since Kasumigaoka Utaha chose to be defiant, Akira didn't indulge her.
"Mmm!"
"Cough, cough~!"
"You, how could you be so sudden!"
Before Akira could respond, Shizuka Marikawa's voice came over. "Kasumigaoka, I hear your cough sounds like it has phlegm—a bit like a cold."
"Do you need me to get you some cold medicine?"
"No need to trouble yourself, Teacher Shizuka. I'll be fine after a nap."
Shizuka Marikawa nodded upon hearing this, but after thinking about it, she still got up, went to the medicine cabinet, got cold medicine, and poured a glass of water.
"Kasumigaoka, take some cold medicine and sleep more soundly."
Kasumigaoka Utaha was a bit speechless.
That wasn't phlegm at all.
But since Shizuka Marikawa had brought it over, she still pulled back the curtain and accepted the medicine.
It was just cold medicine—no side effects.
Gulp! Gulp!
Kasumigaoka Utaha drank the water, and only then did Shizuka Marikawa take the glass back to her desk.
"Utaha-chan, you drank it~~."
"Yes. How is it? Don't you feel very accomplished?"
Kasumigaoka Utaha's face was charming. "Something even more fulfilling will happen later."
"Wow, Utaha-chan, you're suddenly so proactive. It's making me a bit uncomfortable."
Although Kasumigaoka Utaha had always been quite open in this regard,
today she was clearly overly open.
"It's all because of you."
"If you didn't write those things, I wouldn't be like this."
"Now, you will pay the price for what you did."
Kasumigaoka Utaha lifted the hem of her sailor uniform.
The internal structure was very clear.
"Mmm~!"
Kasumigaoka Utaha tilted her head back, her brows furrowing slightly, but soon relaxing again.
Although Akira was a Trainer, occasionally letting the mature characters take the lead themselves was also a fulfilling experience.
However, a Trainer was a Trainer after all.
Even when accommodating the target character, the character couldn't quite get things going.
Akira sighed inwardly.
I gave you a chance, but you couldn't make it work.
Immediately, he took the lead in the training.
Kasumigaoka Utaha lay on the edge of the bed.
No.
It won't work.
"Hmmph!"
[Character: Kasumigaoka Utaha]
[Potential: A]
[Loyalty: 90]
[Strength: 15.5]
[Agility: 16.4]
[Endurance: 16.8]
[Skills: Flash of Inspiration, Skilled Writing (Proficiency 89%), Focus]
[Evolution Charge: 18%]
[Status: Fatigued]
After one evolution, Kasumigaoka Utaha, who should have been a clerical worker, was actually the best among the currently captured characters.
And what surprised Akira the most was that Kasumigaoka Utaha could actually charge for evolution again.
Generally speaking, A-potential characters usually only have one evolution opportunity.
S-rank characters have two.
Above that, theoretically, there are higher existences.
Now, Kasumigaoka Utaha had two evolution opportunities. In terms of basic data, her growth could far outpace those of the same level, allowing her to contend with S-rank characters who had only awakened once.
Of course, this S-rank potential character would be considered closer to the A-potential tier among S-ranks.
Slap!
"Mmm~!"
Kasumigaoka Utaha, who had fallen asleep, let out a murmur.
"Very good, Utaha-chan. And since you're resting in the infirmary right now, I won't put you in a Capture Ball for healing."
"Have a good sleep!"
After covering Kasumigaoka Utaha with a blanket, Akira turned and retreated outside the curtain.
[Character: Shizuka Marikawa]
[Potential: B]
[Affection: ???]
[Status: Sleepy]
Yes.
At this moment, Shizuka Marikawa was dozing off in her ergonomic chair.
Her head bobbed, and Akira was a little worried she would fall onto the desk any second.
That's how the infirmary is.
Few people visit.
And those who do either have minor scrapes, headaches, or something beyond the school nurse's treatment scope, requiring an ambulance from the hospital.
And Shizuka Marikawa right now was the normal state of a school nurse most of the time.
However, 99.99% of school nurses wouldn't be as alluring as Shizuka Marikawa.
Exquisite features, soft golden long hair.
Especially that spectacular enormity—
it was clearly a coconut hanging from a palm tree.
It made Akira unable to resist wanting to confirm it.
Was it hard or soft?
Soft.
Very soft.
No—even if Shizuka's talent is only B, she must have a normal capture ball.
Really.
This… is incredible.
"Mmm!"
As Perception Manipulation gradually increased,
Shizuka Marikawa's body began to heat up.
But on her face, propped against the backrest by Akira, there was no sign of her waking up.
This?
Could Shizuka think this was a dream?
Given her muddled personality, it was quite possible.
How about—
Akira's thoughts gradually grew dangerous.
Anyway, no one was coming.
Wow!
Is this really a figure a human can possess?
It must be tiring to run—like Movement Speed -50.
How does she maintain balance?
Akira was curious. With Shizuka Marikawa's height of 174 cm, did her lumbar spine already strain itself just to support them normally?
Ring, ring, ring~!
The bell for afternoon dismissal rang.
Shizuka Marikawa groggily opened her eyes.
Huh?
Eh?
What's going on?
Looking at all the buttons on her shirt undone,
and her pink bra rolled up,
Shizuka Marikawa was very confused.
"Did it burst open again?"
"Seriously!"
"I can't even buy a shirt that fits properly."
She stood up, and her rolled-up OL skirt naturally slid down, but the buttons required her to fasten them one by one.
When buttoning the few buttons on her chest, Shizuka Marikawa took a breath and became cautious, afraid the buttons would pop off.
Akira stood by, watching this unique performance.
Although Shizuka Marikawa was muddled, she wasn't completely oblivious to such things.
So, if he wanted her to be captured, he couldn't be too excessive yet.
At least, he had to find a legitimate reason to initiate contact first.
He looked at the quartz clock on the wall, then at Shizuka Marikawa on one side, and then at Kasumigaoka Utaha's resting bed.
Forget it. He should go home early today and come back tomorrow.
[Host: Akira]
[Profession: Trainer]
[Strength: 134.2]
[Agility: 142.6]
[Endurance: 136.5]
[Skills: Trainer Basic Skill LV2 (Proficiency 49%)]
After tidying up his things in the classroom and leaving the teaching building, Akira finally turned off his Perception Manipulation.
"Akira!"
"Megumi-chan."
After breaking through that layer of relationship and with Kato Megumi also mastering her own switch, she had become even more confident, generous, and full of vitality.
People around could immediately see the smile blooming on her face.
Although Kato Megumi's appearance wasn't stunning, she became more beautiful the more you looked at her.
After a long look, one would exclaim,
So harmony can be so charming.
"Today is free. We can finally go home together."
"Mm-hmm. But Akira, were your previous matters because of those eight?"
"More or less. Speaking of which, I have a lot to talk about."
Akira understood Kato Megumi's personality very well.
She was the type who needed care, feeling, and trust.
So Akira didn't hide anything and began to tell the simplified story from noon.
As a listener, Kato Megumi was also drawn into the scene by Akira's fluent narration.
When the bus arrived, Akira had just finished recounting Saeko Busujima's entanglement with her uncle and the gang.
...I never imagined Saeko-san had such an experience.
Once on the bus, Kato Megumi went to their familiar corner again, only this time, the distance between them was very close.
Kato Megumi was in Akira's arms.
"However, Saeko has the best foundation among them, and she plans to participate in this year's Martial Arts Tournament."
"Eh, the Martial Arts Tournament? That's a televised event—it's very exciting every year."
"Mm."
Akira had watched it many times before, but back then, the system hadn't awakened, and without talent, he could only feast his eyes. The older he got, the more indifferent he became.
"Akira, why don't you participate? With your strength, Akira, you should easily win a prize."
"I don't have the time. I feel like there isn't enough time in the day right now."
Akira reached out and held Kato Megumi tighter.
Kato Megumi's face flushed.
Kato Megumi, who had just submitted for the first time today, was clearly still a little unaccustomed.
Akira wasn't in a hurry—he would take it slow.
Just like with Yumi Souo—although the gains weren't much, the fun was endless.
The two chatted as they got off the bus at a stop near their homes.
"Oh, Megumi-chan, where do you live? Since it's today, I can go and recognize your door."
"Okay, I'll take you there."
After walking for about fifteen minutes, Kato Megumi stopped at a crossroads in the neighborhood and pointed to a building in the distance.
"That's my house. I live on the second floor—that's my window."
Akira laughed. "What you said makes it sound like you want me to climb through your window tonight."
Kato Megumi's face flushed. "You're incorrigible. I'm ignoring you and going home first."
"See you tonight!"
"See you tomorrow!"
Kato Megumi turned back to say goodbye to Akira, then walked toward her house.
Her frequent glances back along the way made Akira feel as if a jar of honey had spilled in his heart.
"I'm home!"
Akira opened the door and found that Yuki Souo's shoes were not there.
"Mom, is Yuki not back yet?"
Yumi Souo was doing yoga, tangled up at the moment. "(Wang Zhao's) Yuki said the student council had plans, so she'd be back later."
"Akira, are you hungry?"
Actually, school in Japan ends quite early, so it was still a little while before the normal dinner time.
Akira put down his things and rubbed his stomach.
"A little, but I can have some pre-dinner dessert first."
"Oh, Akira, don't mess around."
"Mom has to do yoga properly to maintain her figure!"
"Mom, your figure is already good enough."
"Mmm. Akira, no."
"There."
Yumi Souo's taut body suddenly lost strength, and her pose immediately deformed.
But Akira had already found the best position.
Although she already had that kind of feeling for Akira,
even as a couple, they rarely did it at such a time.
"Akira, Mom just finished exercising—I'm all sweaty!"
Akira smiled. "Mom, you haven't finished exercising. When it comes to exercising, you still have to look to me."
As a Trainer, no one understood various physical trainings better than he did.
And under the ice-silk elastic yoga outfit, Yumi Souo was already warmed up.
"Mmm."
"No, it's so embarrassing."
"What's there to be embarrassed about? This is just a yoga pose."
"And it's a very good yoga pose."
Yumi Souo was going crazy.
This was indeed a yoga pose.
But those thrusts, one after another,
always wanting to knock the pose down.
Yumi Souo's practice session today was already coming to an end.
After being hit by Akira like that, she felt soft and lost all strength.
"Mom, you must have done it on purpose."
"Choosing to do this pose in front of your hot-blooded son."
"No, no—this pose is good for the kidneys."
"Hmm, it's indeed quite good."
"I like it very much. Although today's training limit has been reached, I still feel I need to severely discipline you."
Puff!
With that one thrust, Yumi Souo felt her waist was about to break.
But Akira was already intimately familiar with it, knowing when to advance and retreat.
A bad feeling gradually accumulated, culminating in a soft sigh,
causing an avalanche.
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