Chapter 12: That thick…from hear…so far..?

Despite the massive misunderstanding, my training went surprisingly well.

I had reached the limit of physical enhancement achievable through the Ink Lightning Divine Art alone and needed a new stimulus.

The equipment in Seung-ah’s family’s training facility provided just that.

‘It’s been so long since I felt this kind of stimulation…’

After retiring from Hunter work and achieving a level of power that guaranteed a comfortable life, I had stopped training.

Now, pushing myself to the limit, my body screamed in protest.

But I felt a sense of accomplishment, finally doing something productive.

Despite the countless memories stored in my mind, the lack of accompanying emotions had left me feeling empty.

Meeting my ex-wives had reignited something within me.

While I had enjoyed the peaceful, albeit monotonous, life, this unpredictable life wasn’t so bad.

Being with them was slowly bringing back fragments of my past emotions.

The memories, once monochrome, were now being painted with color.

However, the sudden influx of emotions and their overwhelming love felt burdensome, so I maintained some distance.

With time, as more emotions returned, I hoped to see them not as figures from my past, but as individuals connected to me in this life. Then, I could truly face them.

“Stop!”

Seung-ah, who had been spotting me, called out, ending the set.

“Haa…”

Lost in thought, I hadn’t realized how exhausted I was.

As soon as I stopped focusing, my body trembled.

Seung-ah helped me lower the weights.

As I looked up, her torso was close to my face, her breasts clearly visible.

Sweat trickled down her tank top, amplifying her scent.

‘Control yourself. Control yourself.’

A 17-year-old with raging hormones.

A mental state closer to my physical age due to the lack of emotional carryover.

And thanks to my ex-wives and Seung-ah, I hadn’t had a chance to… relieve myself in days.

In this situation, with a woman who was technically an adult by martial world standards, wearing revealing clothing, standing close, and exuding a sweet scent… it was a challenge.

But I couldn’t risk embarrassing myself. I was trying my best to resist when… disaster struck.

“Uh… uh…?”

To push an Awakened individual with 59 Strength and an S-rank physical Trait to their limit required high-intensity, high-repetition sets. The floor around us was drenched in my sweat.

Seung-ah, who was helping me lower the weights, slipped on the sweat.

An A-rank Awakened individual with a physical Trait could easily recover from a slip, but she was holding heavy weights.

She had to choose: drop the weights and risk injuring me, or maintain her grip and risk falling.

Being the kind and caring friend she was, she chose to protect me, safely lowering the weights and losing her balance.

An A-rank Awakened wouldn’t be injured by a fall like this. But she had forgotten one crucial detail.

Her upper body was leaning forward, and my face was right there.

As she fell, her ample breasts landed on my face, a soft and yielding sensation.

It wasn’t just the physical contact.

Her scent, no longer faint like on the equipment, but amplified by our shared exertion, filled my nostrils.

My vision was obscured by her breasts, my sense of smell overwhelmed by her scent, my sense of touch dominated by the softness of her skin.

I considered sticking out my tongue to engage my sense of taste, but that would lead to irreversible consequences.

‘Oh… I’m hard.’

Too late.

I had been holding back, but this was beyond my limit. A tent formed in my sweatpants.

“S-sorry. I lost my balance.”

She reached out blindly, trying to regain her balance, and her hands found a sturdy pole nearby.

“Mmmph…!”

She grabbed my erection with both hands and used it as leverage to pull herself up.

“W-was it… heavy?”

‘That’s not the point, Seung-ah…’

The weight had been… pleasant, actually. The problem was what she was holding.

She regained her balance and looked down, finally realizing what she was holding.

We both realized it at the same time.

At first, she looked confused, then her face flushed crimson.

“Wait… that… um…”

She was speechless.

This was probably a first for her.

It was only my second time.

Getting an erection while training with a childhood friend, then having her accidentally grab it.

The first time had been with Liera.

‘Thinking back, maybe Liera’s actions weren’t accidental…?’

Considering her predatory nature, it might have been deliberate. I would ask her later.

But how should I handle this situation?

“Can you… let go…?”

Her touch was sending shivers down my spine. Things would get out of hand if she didn’t let go soon.

“Right…!”

She carefully removed her hands, and my… member was freed. But it was still very much evident.

After a moment of silence, she spoke.

“That… is it this big because… you’re excited because of me…?”

She pointed at my still-tented pants. I simply nodded.

“Yeah.”

I had to stay calm to avoid making her more flustered. I had to act like an adult and reassure her.

Although, with my current state, I wasn’t sure how adult I looked.

“It’s so big and hard… because of me…”

She kept looking at my crotch, nodding repeatedly. Even I, who strived for equanimity, felt embarrassed.

As I was trying to figure out how to respond, she spoke again.

“Since it’s because of me… should I… help you…?”

She was caught up in the moment. What was she saying? She was panting, slowly approaching me.

As she came within reach, I grabbed her wrist and channeled the lightning energy of the Ink Lightning Divine Art through her.

Exhausted from training and completely unguarded, she instantly fainted.

“Phew…”

Despite my pent-up frustration, I didn’t want to start a relationship like this. It would be disrespectful to both of us.

And I had been rejecting my wives due to my legal status as a minor. What would happen if they found out about this?

I had no idea.

Buzz

I laid Seung-ah on a mat and was trying to calm myself down when my phone buzzed.

The message was from Estelle, with an attached photo.

Probably a question about her studies. I opened the message and saw something completely unexpected.

She was wearing the t-shirt I had bought her a few days ago, no bra underneath, giving me a clear view. My recently subdued dragon roared back to life.

I texted her back.

• What’s this all of a sudden?

• I thought it would cheer you up during your training.

It did cheer me up. In a very specific way.

• Is it not working?

I felt a powerful intent emanating from the message. I quickly replied.

• It’s working great! (emoticon) I’ll buy you chicken on my way home.

I attached an emoticon of a muscular bald man flexing, emphasizing the… effect. And the promise of chicken sealed the deal.

• (emoticon)

A heart emoticon from a fox. Success. I put my phone away and continued training. About 30 minutes later, Seung-ah woke up.

“Mmm…”

She stretched and yawned. I whispered,

“Did you sleep well?”

She rubbed her eyes, looked at me, and froze. She closed her eyes, seemingly trying to recall what had happened. Then, her face flushed crimson.

“Oh…”

She seemed to remember everything. I thought I was the only one having a mortifying experience, but it seemed Seung-ah now had her own to add to the collection.

“Do you remember everything?”

“Yes…”

Everything?

“This is all your fault! You… you shouldn’t have shown me that…!”

My fault? I was about to argue that my reaction was her fault when she ran out of the training grounds.

“Still a child, I see.”

Once again, the mature and composed adult that was me had emerged victorious. Since I didn’t know when she would return, I went to the showers to wash up.

Despite the unexpected events, I had accomplished my training goals. It felt good to rinse off the sweat with cold water.

When I came out, Seung-ah was still gone.

‘She’s probably showering in another room.’

I texted her that I was going home and left the training grounds.

Tomorrow was the academy entrance exam, so she should probably rest at home. I said goodbye to her mother before leaving.

“I’m going home now.”

“Aren’t you going to say goodbye to Seung-ah? She’s showering upstairs.”

“It’s okay. We’re going to the exam together tomorrow.”

“Alright. Take care.”

I thought she would ask about what happened, but she just smiled and let me go. Perhaps Seung-ah had already told her while I was showering.

I bought chicken for my wives and headed home.

Swoosh

The shower spray drenched Seung-ah’s body.

She replayed the incident in her mind, banging her head against the wall.

“Ugh… why did I do that?”

Yu-won, oblivious to her feelings.

Excited by the sight of her own arousal, she had lost control.

Perhaps she had panicked, seeing three women claiming to be his wives, when she had believed she was the only woman in his life.

But her offer hadn’t been entirely insincere.

“I could have… done it…”

She recalled the feeling in her hand. A large, hard object. Thicker than a toilet paper roll, and the length…

“This much… this much?”

She used her A-rank Hunter senses to recreate the size.

She held her hand in that position and placed it on her stomach.

“That thick… from here… to here…?”

She couldn’t imagine it.

Having never seen or touched another man’s… anatomy, she had no idea if that size was normal. Did other women casually accommodate such a size?

After showering, she couldn’t focus on the exam.

Her mind was filled with thoughts of Yu-won.

She eventually fell asleep.

Hoping to experience in her dreams what she couldn’t in reality.