Chapter 207: The Growing Onahole Squad [R-18]

Basic physical conditioning, posture correction, and repetitive skill mastery.

Yuuna’s training regimen was extremely systematic.

It was this very integrity that had allowed her, the class president of F-Class with no special talent, to get a little ahead of the others.

While Hena was a student who had just taken her first steps, Yuuna had long been standing still before a wall.

At first, she didn’t even know there was a wall in front of her.

She only realized it after seeing others climb over it.

After the exchange event, Yuuna had become aware of her own ambiguous position when faced with true talent, and it was leading to a sense of frustration.

I need to get stronger.

The villain attack had affected Yuuna as well.

She had changed her style after realizing she could never be like Quintia, the Sword Saint’s daughter, but there had been no dramatic results.

Hena has talent.

Yuuna thought as she watched Hena grunting while hanging from the pull-up bar.

She was sure Hena would soon become stronger than her.

Those born with a talent for magic grew quickly. In Hena’s case, Yuuna believed her timid nature was the only thing holding back her full potential.

Do I have that kind of potential?

Watching Sang-hyeok shoot up through the ranks, Yuuna felt a vague sense of disappointment.

Had she grown too used to being the one who looked after others?

「We regret to inform you about the results of your A-rank promotion review.」

「Ms. Nakamori Yuuna, your specs are a bit ambiguous.」

「How about trying to develop your specialty a little more?」

「It would have been better if you had a talent for magic.」

If it were as easy as you say, I would’ve done it already.

At some point, her goal had become to simply not be a burden.

She had a vague premonition that Kim Sang-hyeok was destined for greater heights.

Besides, if she got pregnant, Yuuna would have to semi-retire from her life as a Hunter…

But more than any thoughts of the future, Yuuna’s desire to not break up the 『Onahole Squad』 was stronger.

This is who B-rank Hunter Nakamori Yuuna is!

Besides, how pretty would a growing girlfriend look in her boyfriend’s eyes?

Right! I’ll do it just to look pretty for Sang-hyeok.

「…Yuuna, I fell for you because I love that side of you.」

Imaginary Sang-hyeok: ON.

Yuuna’s cheeks flushed red, and she shook her head vigorously.

“Hah… Hah… Yuuna. Why…?”

“Ah, it’s nothing… Something just popped into my head… Should we run another lap?”

“Okay!”

Thinking of the man she loved gave her strength.

The two of them worked their bodies hard until the indoor training facility began to empty out.

When lunchtime came, they showered together…

“Hena’s boobs, get!”

“Kyaa!”

“Whoa. They’re so big and soft…”

“…I’m gonna grope too…!”

After playing around like that, they would go out to eat, replenishing their energy with tteokbokki, fried snacks, and sundae.

“We’re going to be moving again, so let’s eat up.”

“O-Okay.”

Yuuna smiled, seeing Hena become strangely more timid whenever they were outside.

“Why are you shrinking into yourself so much? Have some confidence!”

“It’s not easy…”

“You’re Kim Sang-hyeok’s very first girlfriend, aren’t you?”

“……”

Fwoosh.

Hena’s face turned red as a tomato. It seemed her own imaginary Sang-hyeok was just as active.

“It feels like a dream…”

“Hm?”

“Having a friend… like you, Yuuna… And a boyfriend… like Sang-hyeok…”

“Friend?”

“Ah, w-we weren’t friends? S-Sorry…”

Yuuna giggled.

“Aren’t we more like an official wife and a concubine? You’re the official wife, and I’m the concubine.”

“I-I’m not the official wife…”

“Hm. I’m just kidding, we’re friends. We even made the Poundcake Pact, didn’t we?”

“……”

Hena’s gaze turned peculiar.

Yuuna flinched and quickly added, “I’m talking about these rice cakes, not that kind of pounding, okay? The actual food.”

“…Yeah. I thought you sounded like an old man…”

“I-It’s not that kind of pact! I mean, we did do that too, but…”

The two fell silent.

They quietly picked at their rice cakes, both thinking of Sang-hyeok.

“…I miss Sang-hyeok,” Hena said first.

“I know. Does it make sense for him to not see his girlfriends on the weekend…?”

“He’s not answering his phone, either…”

“I miss Sang-hyeok. I want to hold his hand.”

“I want him to hold me tight…”

The girlfriends began to voice their disappointment. The woman running the tteokbokki shop watched them with an amused expression as they grumbled, their energy for skinship with Sang-hyeok completely depleted.

“Should we go hard this afternoon too?!”

“Yeah!!”

Having loaded up on carbs from the rice cakes, the two returned to the academy’s training facility.

“You two are…?”

There, they found a famous figure who was rarely seen.

Seridwen Evelyn. The red-eyed empress with flowing black hair.

“P-Professor Seridwen.”

Hena quickly hid behind Yuuna.

“Are you here to train? Shall I give you some pointers?”

An unparalleled opportunity…!!

Despite feeling dizzy from the woman’s overwhelming presence, Yuuna spoke in a trembling voice.

“Y-Yes! Please, we would be honored!”

“Don’t be so nervous.”

Seridwen smiled faintly.

Ah… Even though we’re both women, she’s so cool…

Seridwen Evelyn.

Korea’s strongest Master Hunter.

A genius among geniuses who had reached the rank of Master Hunter, recognized by the World Hunter Association, in her mid-twenties.

To Yuuna—no, to every student and Hunter at the academy—she was the shining glory and the ultimate goal.

To be coached by such a person was an opportunity second to none.

“Show me what you’ve got.”

“I-I’ll go first!”

Yuuna pulled her masterpieces from her inventory.

Yukihime and the Ebony Blade. With a black and a white sword in each hand, Yuuna lunged at a training dummy with a seriousness completely different from her morning practice.

The Eight-Branched Sword style was a complex dual-wielding skill Yuuna had developed after realizing her limits from watching Quintia.

A gentle feint with Yukihime, followed by a powerful press from the Ebony Blade…!!

“Hmph!! Haat!”

“Aren’t you going to do anything?” Seridwen asked Hena.

Hena flinched.

“S-Someone like me… I-I-I’m just a C-rank…”

Hena was so intimidated in front of Seridwen that she could barely speak.

“I was a C-rank once, too.”

“…Really? But Professor Seridwen, you’re a Master Hunter…?”

“I am. So give it a try. Do what you can.”

Even Hena knew that a private lesson from Seridwen was worth more than money could buy.

Unlike Yuuna, just mustering the courage was difficult for Hena. If she were to be berated for showing such garbage, she might never be able to stand up again.

Hena was trembling inwardly.

“What’s wrong? Are you sick?”

A person like Seridwen could never imagine the immense sense of crisis Hena felt in moments like these, even in casual conversation.

“I-I, I’m…”

What Hena thought of then wasn’t her imaginary Sang-hyeok, but the real Kim Sang-hyeok.

「Hena, be brave. You’re strong and brimming with mana right now.」

「If you stop there, then that’s all it will be. But the highest place you can reach won’t just have that.」

The highest place… I can reach…

“I’ll, I’ll try.”

“Good.”

Glaring at the dummy, Hena gathered the magic of a lifetime and fired a Void bullet.

Swoooosh!!

Thwack.

Contrary to its momentum, the magic dissipated with a pathetic impact sound.

Hena continued to fire magic bullets. Yuuna didn’t stop her sword dance either.

Because Seridwen hadn’t told them to stop.

Whenever Seridwen looked like she was about to speak, Hena and Yuuna would stop in unison and turn to face her.

Both of them were already drenched in sweat, despite having just showered.

It was the result of pouring everything they had into an all-out effort for three minutes.

“First of all…”

“I-I’m Nakamori Yuuna.”

“Hena Isis, ma’am…!”

Seeing their tense expressions, Seridwen smiled faintly.

“My impression from watching you two is that you lack aggression.”

“Aggression…?”

Does she mean we lack attack power?

For Yuuna, who couldn’t quite grasp her meaning, Seridwen stepped behind a dummy herself.

“Why do you think these are made to look like people?”

“Ah, that’s…”

It was an element that had always been there, something she took for granted, but Seridwen’s pointed question made her realize.

“That’s right. You need to know exactly where to strike. Using your most powerful skills is important, but they have to hit a vital spot, don’t they?”

As she spoke, Seridwen pointed to the dummy.

“Head, neck, chest.”

“Is it important to persistently aim for vital spots?”

“Well, it’s important to visualize it in your head. What happens if you stab the neck? Have you ever thought about it deeply?”

“……”

If I hit a major artery, blood would spurt out like a fountain.

The thought of that sight wasn’t pleasant. Even though she used a sword, Yuuna had no intention of ever wielding it against a person.

“You’ve been subconsciously avoiding it.”

“Yes…”

That was exactly what she meant by a lack of aggression.

“If you plan a move to stab the neck, you can also picture the opponent’s movements and reactions, and then think about how to overcome them.”

“Thinking…”

“That process is what we call ‘practice.’ Simply repeating the same moves won’t make you improve.”

Yuuna felt a flush of shame spread from the pit of her stomach.

In an instant.

She understood it all in an instant just by watching those moves. The professor knew.

She knew they were just skills she mindlessly repeated against the dummies.

“Try again.”

“Yes.”

Yuuna immediately thrust the Ebony Blade toward the dummy’s neck.

In response, Evelyn tilted the dummy slightly, causing the stab to glance off.

Then…!

Yuuna immediately gripped Yukihime and swung. A little faster…!

With two swords, I can recover!

“Your first attack was too deep.”

Seridwen pushed the dummy slightly forward.

That simple motion instantly closed the distance, leaving Yuuna without enough room to attack.

It meant that in a real fight, she would have been left defenseless against an enemy who had closed in on her.

I tried to get a cheap shot without even recovering my posture… Ugh…

Yuuna became mortified to the tips of her hair, realizing a weakness she had never known.

“How was that? Was it a little helpful?”

“Th-Thank you.”

“Hena…”

When it was Hena’s turn for feedback, her face was already pale.

“Don’t be so scared. Hmm. Actually, I started with the Void talent, too…”

“What!? You, Professor…?!”

Even Yuuna was surprised.

She had never considered Hena’s talent to be that high-value.

Of course, she knew it was a good talent, but the world of Master Hunters was filled with people who possessed truly monstrous talents…

“The things Hena needs to fix are similar. You need to clearly picture in your head how you want to destroy your opponent.”

“Destroy…”

“The mage is responsible for the squad’s damage output. It won’t do if your power is weak, will it?”

Shake, shake!!

Hena shook her head.

“That’s why they say many mages have twisted personalities… You do need a bit of that twistedness.”

“…Twistedness…”

“Is there no one you want to kill?”

Someone I want to kill…

There was no one. Hena had grown up comfortably, eating her kind mother’s soybean paste stew in a warm home.

She was aware that she had grown up like a flower in a greenhouse, sheltered from the storms of life.

She didn’t want to hate anyone.

Hena was a girl who was content as long as she could watch her favorite anime.

But…

She wanted to kill “the villain from that day.”

When the villain appeared, trying to hurt Sang-hyeok and Yuuna, Hena had felt a rage she had never experienced before.

She had trembled with helplessness.

Wringing out that mana…

“A spear is a safe bet. Stabbing something to death is the most aggressive form.”

Wringing out every last drop of mana!!

Hena looked at the dummy and pictured that villain’s face. Kang Si-eun.

The enemy she wanted to kill, the enemy who had touched Kim Sang-hyeok.

I’ll kill her. I’ll kill the enemy and protect Sang-hyeok.

The first intense hostility she had ever felt in her life.

She nurtured it inside her, her eyes wide as she repeated the thought over and over.

The most efficient way to kill.

[Void – Buckshot]
[A-rank Attack Magic]
[Power: A, Range: B, Power Correction +1]
[An advanced attack spell used by a mage with the rare talent 「Mana: Void」. Like firing countless bullets, it tears the enemy to shreds with a baptism of buckshot.]

The magic bullet Hena fired exploded in front of the dummy like a Claymore mine, shredding all the nearby dummies to pieces.

The mechanism was very similar to a shotgun blast.

Even while thinking of a way to kill, Hena was picturing the way her boyfriend fought.

“Hah… Ha…!”

Her mana completely depleted, she collapsed to the floor…

“Much better.”

It was progress she’d never made before.

Both Hena and Yuuna had grown, taking a step forward.

“Well then, this teacher will be going. You two keep up the hard work.”

“Thank you, Professor!”

“Thank you…!”

Seridwen turned away with a faint smile.

This year’s second-years are cute, she thought to herself.

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Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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