Chapter 232 – #52_Training (2)
#230
1.
“Let’s review what you’ve learned so far. Push yourself to the limit and come at me.”
Today was another grueling 12-hour sparring session.
Unlike the days when they sparred relying solely on the durability of their spirit bodies, physical enhancement had greatly increased their stamina, making this possible.
Even so, the relentless training had completely drained Siwoo.
He was still panting, his hair was disheveled, his body was drenched in sweat, and his muscles ached all over.
This was the last round.
He knew he couldn’t win, but after all this hardship, wouldn’t he want to at least see the Duchess’s surprised expression?
Siwoo exhaled deeply.
The hot breath that escaped him cooled the heat in his head.
His body, which had been unnecessarily tense, relaxed, but at the same time, he was ready to spring forward like a taut bowstring.
-Thwack!
Siwoo pictured an image in his mind.
His mental image of himself closing the distance like an arrow shot from a bow, like the wind.
His body, enhanced by magic, perfectly mirrored the scene in his mind as he dashed forward.
In the rapidly closing field of vision, he saw Eloa standing before him.
His concentration, pushed to its limit, allowed him to see every detail of her as if taking a photograph.
As always, she wore training pants and a windbreaker, unzipped to reveal her white sports bra.
But what Siwoo focused on was her overall movement.
Even Eloa needed a preliminary motion to make any move.
Slightly pulling her back foot, extending her arm forward, and so on.
By combining these small clues, he could predict her next action.
“Hah!”
With a shout, he threw a punch.
Siwoo’s fist, which moved in a trajectory close to a straight punch, was already imbued with the essence of explosive force.
Even Eloa would suffer a significant injury if it landed on her stomach.
Nevertheless, Siwoo did not hesitate.
He had made more dangerous attacks countless times.
He was confident that Eloa would definitely block it.
True to his expectations, Eloa had burrowed into Siwoo’s arms as if pushing her small frame forward.
Eloa’s hand wrapped around Siwoo’s arm like a snake as he threw the straight punch.
She then rotated slightly within his embrace, and the leg that had been driving forward was suddenly swept away by Eloa’s foot, causing him to lose his balance and his center of gravity to shift forward.
“Hmph!”
Normally, he would have tumbled to the ground.
But Siwoo grabbed Eloa’s shoulder and pulled his center of gravity backward, countering the hip throw.
The unreasonable resistance, which was almost a reverse motion, put a tremendous strain on his waist.
However, he barely managed to avoid being thrown.
“Oh ho?”
Eloa made a satisfied sound.
It was the first time Siwoo, who had been tossed around all day, had managed to resist to this extent.
Although he was resisting the technique by brute force, this resistance was only possible if he was mindful of Eloa’s counterattack.
In the end, Eloa, who had tried to throw him, and Siwoo, who was now hugging her from behind, were locked in a power struggle.
In fact, Eloa knew countless ways to escape this situation.
However, it was the first time they had been in such a close stalemate, and she thought it wouldn’t be bad to see what kind of technique Siwoo had been trying all day.
“What are you going to do in this state?”
Siwoo, who had been struggling to knock Eloa down, finally came to his senses at her words.
And he immediately realized.
That the two of them were very close.
Eloa was still holding onto Siwoo’s arm, so he couldn’t shake her off.
They were both holding onto each other.
“Um… Duchess?”
“The sparring isn’t over yet. Even if there’s no room to move, if you think about what you’ve learned, there must be a way out. Strictly speaking, you’re the first to grab my back.”
That’s not the point… the words were on the tip of his tongue.
This was a critical situation.
Because Eloa’s pink hair was swaying right below his chin.
From experience, Siwoo got aroused when he smelled the witch’s scent.
Among them, the crown of her head was a particularly dangerous area because it had a strong scent.
To make matters worse, Siwoo’s crotch was pressed tightly against Eloa’s lower back.
If it grew, he would be caught immediately.
This was not the time to discuss ‘what kind of attack should you make when you have the opponent’s back.’
But…
He had to say something and get out of this,
He knew it was dangerous to stay any closer,
But Siwoo’s reason, who had already inhaled Eloa’s scent while panting, was turning pink.
Eloa’s neck, slightly damp with sweat.
The round, bouncy buttocks that he felt touching his thigh.
Seeing and feeling all of that, and inhaling the scent of her hair that was brushing against his face, his mind became hazy.
As if hypnotized, he was about to hug her from behind.
“Huh…?”
Eloa’s head tilted slightly.
She had felt Siwoo’s strength, which had been struggling behind her, weaken.
The breath that sounded like wind blowing in her ear was so intense that she wondered, ‘Was it always this rough?’
A moment later, Eloa felt a hard object pressing against her back.
He was wearing comfortable training clothes, just like Eloa.
Also, one of Siwoo’s hands was being held by Eloa, and the other was wrapped around Eloa’s neck as if he was trying to put her in a rear naked choke.
Suddenly, a scene of Siwoo’s lovemaking that she had seen before, the scene of the room filled with the beast’s heat, came to mind.
And the thick, fleshy spear that extended from between his legs and penetrated the woman’s secret desires.
Eloa knew instinctively.
The identity of this hard object she felt on her waist was…
“Ugh…!”
Eloa’s hair stood on end like a cat thrown into hot water, and she let go of Siwoo’s arm and twisted her body to escape.
Eloa, who had never run away from any strong enemy, made an exception in this case.
“Ah…”
As Eloa moved away, her scent also faded.
Naturally, the lust that had been abnormally hot cooled down like cold water had been poured on it.
He was screwed.
A disciple who gets excited and rubs his erect penis against his teacher during a sacred sparring session?
Considering Eloa’s rigid and strict personality, Siwoo was already terrified of the expression she would give him.
There was no excuse.
Even if he did make an excuse, he was not confident that he could convince her.
The only good thing was that Eloa didn’t immediately glare at Siwoo with contempt.
Instead, her eyes were wide open, as wide as they could possibly be, and her jaw was trembling.
“You…”
Her shocked reaction meant that she had realized everything.
Siwoo waited silently for his punishment.
He hadn’t meant to see Eloa’s surprised expression in this way…
No.
It was late, but he should at least bow his head.
Just as Siwoo was about to prostrate himself and apologize for the unfortunate incident, Eloa spoke first.
“You seem very tired. I can see that you’re not putting in the proper effort.”
Unexpectedly, Eloa did not scold Siwoo.
She didn’t even mention what had just happened.
“I think I pushed you too hard. I think it would be best to end today’s sparring here.”
“I’m sorry. I can explain everything.”
“No, I know you did your best. Um… so… don’t worry too much and get some rest for tomorrow.”
For a brief moment, Siwoo heard Eloa’s words and had a futile hope that ‘maybe she didn’t notice?’
But no matter how much he tried to rationalize it, this was the reaction of someone who had felt Siwoo’s steel rod pressing against her back.
It was like when you got caught masturbating by your mother, and she awkwardly said, ‘What were you doing? Stop playing games and come out,’ before leaving.
Her voice trembled with embarrassment.
Her eyes wandered aimlessly.
Her gestures showed that she wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible.
“Well, you’ve worked hard today. See you tomorrow.”
Eloa quickly dispelled the barrier and went down from the rooftop with a creaking gait like a broken wooden doll.
There was no time to stop her, no time to add anything.
Siwoo could only stare blankly at her retreating figure.
2.
“You’re back? Sorry, I was concentrating and didn’t even notice you coming.”
When he opened the door, he saw Sharon with a computer on one side and a notebook on the other, diligently writing something.
These days, Sharon was studying various stocks and real estate to build up her seed money.
He heard that she was surprisingly talented and was making a decent amount of money.
Well, witches were all geniuses, so if they used their brains to make money, it wouldn’t be difficult for them to earn a fortune.
The reason Sharon had been struggling with poverty until now was because she had been robbed of all the money she earned before she could invest it anywhere.
“Come here, let me hug you after 12 hours.”
As usual, Sharon got up from her seat to hug Siwoo, who had returned from his grueling training, but she was startled by Siwoo’s half-dead expression.
“What, what’s wrong? What happened?”
“No, it’s nothing.”
“What is it?”
Siwoo stared at Sharon’s face.
He had once thought it was cute when Sharon was embarrassed after being caught half-naked by Duchess Tiferet.
He now sincerely regretted that thought.
“Sharon, do you remember?”
“Remember what?”
“You know, when we got caught doing all sorts of things before. I’m sorry I didn’t sympathize with you more back then.”
“W-Why are you suddenly bringing that up! Did the Duchess say something?”
Sharon jumped up, reacting almost hysterically.
It seemed that the wound in her heart still remained after all this time.
The wound in his heart now would probably not heal for a long time either.
His chest felt sore.
He understood what Sharon meant when she said her stomach felt like it was twisting.
“No, it’s nothing. It just suddenly came to mind.”
He didn’t know how he would face Eloa tomorrow.
He could explain the situation, but it would be a chore to bring up the story again.
Maybe it wouldn’t be bad to take a few days off from training…
“Where’s the ‘suddenly’ in that! What is it? What is it!”
As he was lost in thought, Sharon, who was half-crying, was anxiously pacing back and forth.
“No, the Duchess hasn’t asked me anything since that day. She doesn’t seem to care much.”
“Really? Is that true? Do you swear?”
“I solemnly swear. But does it matter if I swear?”
“I have to believe you. You’re not a liar. That’s a relief… I was so worried! Really.”
Sharon hugged Siwoo tightly and rubbed her cheek against his chest.
He had told her countless times not to do that because it was dirty, but she never listened.
Anyway, it had been a very tiring day.
Humans were creatures of adaptation, so he had adapted to the grueling training schedule, but the mental damage was so great that he needed some rest.
“Oh, right. Siwoo, are you going to rest today?”
“Rest?”
“We have our… hunting day today. I even made a reservation on the app…”
Sharon said, glancing at him.
He had forgotten about it.
Today was the day for their homunculus search, which happened every three days.
After the tragedy caused by the ‘Flute of Dagon,’ they had taken a break for a while, but the two of them were still searching for homunculi around Hongdae and Sinchon.
Neither of them wanted people to die because of homunculi, and more importantly, it was a necessary task for Sharon’s income.
They hadn’t encountered a single homunculus since they hunted the mother dog, though.
Also, the meaning of the reservation that Sharon mentioned was that she had booked a hotel to stay in together after the hunt.
Eloa was staying in the apartment downstairs, and the music box couldn’t completely block the magic waves.
Therefore, having sex at home like before was the same as sending a notification to Tiferet saying, ‘We had sex! We just came!’ So they had compromised by spending a cozy night at a nearby hotel.
“Hmm…”
Honestly, he wanted to rest today.
But seeing Sharon’s excited face as she shook her phone, that thought disappeared.
“Get ready. I’ll change my clothes and come out.”
“Okay! I’m already all ready!”
Siwoo and Sharon, who had finished their preparations, went out into the night streets after a long time.
