132 – Growth (2)

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Should I say that this is my karma from having been glued to my desk my whole life?

I ran around without resting as if I was cramming in the exercise I had been putting off my whole life, and when night came, I was literally exhausted and collapsed on the floor.

Sylvia gently pulled my body towards her and laid my head on her lap. She smiled as she gently stroked my cheek with her fingertips.

“it’s hard?”

“I feel like I’m going to die.”

“How’s your back?”

“It’s all healed. It’s okay.”

“I hit him just enough for it to heal quickly.”

Her light remark made me feel a little offended, so I spoke to Sylvia as if I was complaining.

“I can somehow manage to run, but can you at least stop hitting? Of course I know you’re not hitting with all your might, but it still hurts.”

“no.”

Sylvia denied it without even taking a breath.

“… Then at least do some other training together? Like weapons training. I have to do at least some defense. It might be a black group, but I could probably use something like the dagger that Sylvia gave me before. I still have that.”

“no.”

“…”

Sylvia said playfully, poking the tip of my nose with the tip of her index finger.

It was a firm and straightforward rejection, even though it was playful and flirtatious behavior like a lover.

I shook my head from side to side to prevent her from pressing my nose.

Sylvia’s face quickly turned sullen.

“don’t do it.”

“Are you upset?”

“No, I’m not being sarcastic… It’s a legitimate request. Even though it’s just a tree branch, it hurts more than you think, right?”

“I know, I hit you hard.”

“…”

When I, dumbfounded, tried to turn over so that I couldn’t see her face, she gently grabbed my chin.

That alone took away all control of my head and left me unable to move.

Sylvia squeezed my cheeks with one hand, and the pressure caused my lips to stick out like a carp.

Sylvia giggled as she looked at my lips and spoke softly.

“You know I’m not doing this to bother Ash.”

“…I don’t know.”

“Hehehe, so cute.”

Sylvia lowered her head, holding my face, and lightly kissed my lips.

I also raised my head slightly towards her.

It was a playful kiss without even using tongue, but for some reason, it felt good because just that alone spread a happy feeling in my head.

Sylvia kissed his lips lightly several times in succession and then slowly explained.

“I don’t have enough time to teach Ash, so I came up with this method. It’s to make his body remember that if he doesn’t run fast and dodge properly, he’ll get hurt.”

“…Isn’t that a very ignorant method?”

“At least that’s what I was taught. Of course, in my case, it was more like dying than seeing someone suffer.”

“…”

Isn’t it honestly cheating to say something like that?

Although I was still full of complaints, I gave up on arguing with her any longer and sighed.

Of course, I fully understood why Sylvia was doing this.

Whether you’re evading, attacking, or using magic, in the end, stamina is what matters most.

I don’t have time to build up the strength to wield my weapon freely and the swordsmanship to match, so the only things I can learn right now are the quick reflexes to dodge properly and the stamina to not get tired during the journey.

However, even though I understood it in my head, I couldn’t help but feel sad after running around all day while getting beaten.

Sylvia asked me in a playful manner, not knowing whether she knew how I felt or not.

“And Ash… if I were to teach you swordsmanship or dagger fighting.”

“huh?”

“…Can you handle it?”

ah,

I see

When I learn swordsmanship, it means that Sylvia, who holds a sword, is training me.

Suddenly, I felt as if the fear of death was right before my eyes.

Sylvia saw me like that, snickered, and started stroking my hair.

“This won’t work, right?”

“Ugh, don’t do that.”

“What’s so frustrating about Ash? Is there something wrong with the way I’m training you?”

I spoke in a hushed voice.

“It’s not like that… I’m just worried that you might develop strange tastes.”

“…Hoo”

“No, I can’t handle that.”

“Oh my, Ash… is that what you were thinking?”

“… That’s what they say.”

Sylvia laughed, pulled her legs out from under my head, and jumped on top of me.

Then he put his arms between my armpits and hugged my back tightly.

I felt the pressure squeezing my whole body and the soft, round breasts of Sylvia touching my chest, shaking and swaying at the same time.

“Okay, wait a minute,”

Her body would react automatically when it touched mine, as if it were springing back on its own when I hit my knee.

And Sylvia knew it well.

“Hehe, when Ash says something like that, I can’t stand it anymore.”

“I am now…”

“And it seems like Ash can’t stand it anymore?”

Sylvia smiled, rubbing her buttocks between my legs.

It was a smile that looked really happy, but also really mischievous.

I said, shaking my head.

“Are you going to do it today too?”

“It already happened like this.”

“I’m having a hard time right now?”

“I’ll move, is that okay?”

“No, but… If I do it alone, won’t it be hard for Sylvia?”

“Have you ever done it while Ash was sleeping? It’s okay, you can do it. Ash just needs to piss as long as he feels good.”

Her red, slightly open eyes sparkled.

Ah, this is already unavoidable.

Based on my accumulated experience, I came to that conclusion.

I asked with a slightly trembling voice at Sylvia’s attitude, which was almost coercive.

“Honestly… you haven’t developed any weird tastes, have you? Like wanting to just hit me, or tie me up and do it to me, or something like that. I really don’t like that kind of thing.”

“Ash surprisingly knows a lot of strange knowledge.”

“I learned almost everything thanks to Sylvia?”

“I didn’t know any of that before I met Ash?”

Today, Sylvia’s appearance of not wanting to say a single word was somehow ominous.

Sylvia, who was looking at me shivering with a creepy feeling, quietly hugged my body and whispered in my ear.

“Don’t worry. I’m not that type of person.”

“…”

“I don’t want to do anything Ash hates, and more than anything…”

Sylvia paused for a moment, then spoke in a bewitching voice mixed with a lot of breath, her lips pressed tightly against my ear as if she was blowing air.

The sound of her breathing, the sound of her lips parting and the sloshing sound of her wet tongue rolling around seemed to penetrate my entire brain.

“I like being bullied by Ash better.”

“…Sylvia.”

“It feels much better to get hit by Ash than to hit him.”

This is crazy.

My head felt like it was burning hot.

Her whole body, stuck to mine, was slowly warming up.

Her waist moved slightly, rubbing between my legs.

Was it a last-ditch effort of resistance, knowing it was meaningless, or was it a small safety device to keep her from moving too violently?

I spoke in a low voice.

“…Sylvia.”

“huh,”

“love you.”

Sylvia said nothing more.

He pressed down on my shoulder with his rough, callused fingers, unbuttoned my shirt, and kissed me.

Her tongue, which pushed in hard as if stabbing a dagger, seemed to directly tear at my brain as always, so I quickly flinched.

After enjoying the kiss for a long time, Sylvia lifted her upper body and took off her top.

She looked down at me, panting heavily, then slowly reached out with both hands and gently touched my cheeks.

It felt good to feel her rough fingers scratching my skin.

I reached out and stroked her smooth waist.

Sylvia said.

“…I love you. More, more.”

I didn’t deny it.

“Yeah, I know.”

No one, perhaps not even me, can love so passionately.

Maybe that’s why.

The words “I love you” that came out of Sylvia’s mouth were still powerful.

How can it still be this poignant and sweet, even though I’ve heard it so many times over and over again that I can’t even begin to count?

Every time she whispered words of love to me, her sad voice seeped into my heart.

It feels like an electric current is running through my whole body.

I kept my mouth shut.

Sylvia also kept her mouth shut.

Now that the most powerful words had been spoken, there was nothing left for words or speech to do between us.

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