[Romani Oyama]
After refusing Taiga-sensei's insistent requests to join the kendo club, the school day went by normally. Ladies and gentlemen, I had managed to get through half an entire class without passing out from boredom.
It was almost a little strange to spend that much time without taking a single hit to the head. Thanks to staying awake, I noticed that, at various moments, the girls were discreetly glancing my way.
I think their perception of me was shifting more and more. And not just theirs: Taiga-sensei had also started paying more attention to me.
I won't complain about a mature woman looking at me with interest.
Another person whose eyes occasionally landed on me was Hyoudou.
I rubbed my chin thoughtfully. Could it be that Hyoudou was into men? He probably pretends to spy on the women to hide his true secret. Sorry, but I respect your orientation; however, I have zero interest. With that thought in mind, I glanced at him with pity, knowing his feelings would never be returned.
For some reason, my rejection made him clench his fist and stare at me with even greater intensity.
Tsk! Tsk! Some people simply aren't mature enough to handle rejection.
After the bell signaling the end of class, I dragged my feet toward the occult research club, internally questioning why that place had to be so far away. I literally had to leave the school's main building and venture into a more secluded part of the grounds to get there.
Well. At least I'll learn to have greater control over my demonic power. With a lazy smirk on my lips, I pushed the door open slowly.
When my eyes landed on her, every thought in my mind immediately vanished.
"My, my! Roman-kun, you arrived right on time." Akeno delicately raised her hand and placed it over her rosy lips.
Looking at her, I blinked a few times to make sure of what I was seeing.
Akeno was wearing an extremely tight, sleeveless crop top that clung to her voluptuous body like a second skin. The rounded neckline plunged deep between her full breasts, clearly tracing the outline of her nipples, and the piece ended just below her bust, leaving her smooth, soft belly completely exposed, navel on full display. On the bottom half, a very short black pair of shorts barely covered the lower curve of her round, perky behind, pressing firmly against her wide hips and fitting obscenely tight over her intimate area, sinfully emphasizing her thick, fleshy, well-shaped thighs. Her long, alluring legs were wrapped in shiny, slightly transparent black tights that climbed to nearly brush the hem of the shorts, enhancing every centimeter of smooth skin and creating a tantalizing illusion of nudity.
This girl was a succubus.
"Akeno-senpai, what kind of outfit is that?" From the little interaction we'd had, I already knew she enjoyed teasing me, but wasn't this outfit going a bit far? I could clearly see the outline of her nipples. Why wasn't she wearing a bra?
Akeno let out a little laugh, watching me with evident amusement. "According to my market research, this is a genuine outfit that women wear when they go to train. Did you perhaps not like it?"
Placing her hand on her cheek, she tilted her head slightly to the side in a rather cute way, which contrasted disconcertingly with her outfit.
"Certainly not. I was just a little surprised. Honestly, I have no complaints whatsoever." I raised my hand in surrender. Obviously, there was nothing to complain about on my end. It was, without a doubt, a fine sight for my eyes. It was just a little difficult to focus on anything other than her body, but I decided to treat that as part of the training. At least a good portion of my usual laziness had disappeared, courtesy of the visual stimulus this woman was providing me.
"Oh my! Very well, then. What do you want to practice first?" With a smile on her lips, she asked me gently.
"Hmm. Control over my demonic power. I'm not particularly good at it, so if you could teach me, it would help me quite a bit. Do you have any ideas on how to practice?" I rubbed the back of my neck awkwardly. However, the moment the words left my mouth, Akeno's grin widened even further.
"As a matter of fact, I do, my dear Roman-kun."
Watching that grin spread across her face, I felt, for some reason, a small chill run down my spine. Why do I feel like a mouse voluntarily walking into a snake's mouth?
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"When I asked you to train me, I didn't picture it being like this." We were behind the occult research club building, with a cold wind lashing against my unprotected skin. "And why am I naked?" My shirt and pants were folded in a corner near the building's wall, leaving nothing on my body but my underwear.
What kind of training requires me to be half-naked anyway? And why are you simultaneously smiling and blushing while staring at me? Have a little decency, woman!
"Ara, ara! Relax, Roman-kun. This is the best way to train your sense of demonic power. You need to feel it throughout your entire body, and it would be a little difficult with clothes in the way." She raised her hand and placed it on her own reddened cheek, her eyes still traveling over my abdomen.
I narrowed my eyes at her. "I suppose that makes some sense." In reality, I was too lazy to argue. Besides, it wasn't as though I was embarrassed by my body. Thanks to the skill [Adonic Beauty], my body had become genuinely attractive, growing closer to perfection with each passing day.
"Well then, let's begin." Casting one last lingering look over my body, she walked toward me and placed her hands on my shoulders, making me crouch slightly.
Shortly after, I felt her hands slide from my shoulders down to my back, softly tracing the length of my spine.
"First... close your eyes..." She whispered with her soft lips, almost grazing my ear.
Feeling her warm, moist breath against my skin, I simply closed my eyes.
"Now... concentrate on your demonic power." Her hand settled gently on the center of my back. "Release it slowly."
Trying to ignore the sensation of her hand sliding across my back, I released my demonic power little by little, like letting steam escape through a tight valve.
"Good." There was genuine satisfaction in her voice now. "Since you possess a considerably larger amount of demonic power, it's difficult to manipulate it all at once. That's why the best approach is to work with small portions of it."
I mentally raised an eyebrow. Didn't expect that. So I'm above average in terms of demonic power? That makes sense, considering how much I had to spend to keep my summoning active.
"Now, increase the amount gradually..."
Along with her voice, her next action nearly made me dispel everything. For some reason, she slid her hand across my abdomen while pressing her breasts against my back.
"Control is the most important aspect of demonic power manipulation."
She pressed her breasts even more firmly, making me feel the soft flesh molding against my muscles as though she wanted to mark her territory.
"So, if your concentration breaks, your demonic power will disperse."
You know, how exactly do you expect me to concentrate when I can feel your breasts crushed against my back? Warm and soft, with her hardened nipples rubbing shamelessly against my back, her hand descending further and further down my abdomen, her breath still hitting warm against my ear. Damn, I could even feel her nipples... they're a little hard, aren't they?
With a dry smirk, I pushed myself as hard as I could not to lose control of my demonic power.
In reality, I began using the sensation of her full breasts against my back as a focal point to maintain my concentration, and the scent of her body as a form of relaxation. And, as incredible as it seemed, it was working. This was certainly one of the strangest training methods I could imagine.
After a few minutes, I was releasing a large amount of demonic power without any difficulty.
"My, my! I didn't expect it to go this well, Roman-kun." Akeno sounded genuinely surprised. "You can open your eyes now."
Depriving myself of her perfume and her breasts against my back, I opened my eyes and found her standing before me with a wide smile on her lips. Strangely, her face was even redder than before. Her nipples were definitely hardened now. I blinked, observing their unmistakable outline through the tight suit. Even finding that sight quite pleasant, my gaze ended up falling on my own hand, where demonic power coated my fingers like a dark, pulsing mist.
I could feel that my control over it had improved. It wasn't perfect, far from it, but it was a promising start.
I slowly closed my hand and simply dissipated the demonic power, a slight smile curling at the corners of my face.
"My Roman-kun is an excellent student." Akeno tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear and extended her hand to me. I took it, letting her pull me to my feet.
"Thank you, Akeno-senpai. I'll be ready for the second round in a moment." I gave her a smile that made her cover her mouth with her fingers, visibly blushing. I was well aware that my body was something pleasant to look at, especially now, covered in the sweat of effort.
"Are you two training?" I heard a voice from above, which made me raise my eyes and find Rias watching us from the windowsill of the second floor.
"Ufufu. Rias, I hope you're enjoying the view. What brings you here? Or did you come just to watch?" At Akeno's words, Rias blushed slightly, but didn't deny it, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear and smiling with elegance.
"It's hard not to notice when waves of power are being released around the area. What exactly are you two training for?" Akeno responded with a soft laugh.
"I'm helping Roman-kun train his demonic power manipulation." Upon hearing that, Rias turned her eyes in my direction.
"Oh, really? You could have asked me for help with your training too, you know? I'm always available." Rias made a mildly reproachful expression while I responded with a helpless grimace.
"Ufufu. Could it be you're jealous because I'm monopolizing your precious Roman-kun?" Akeno said, stepping closer to me and hugging my arm firmly, rubbing it even further into her breasts while smiling at Rias. I fought with everything I had not to let my hand touch what it shouldn't. My senses were completely overwhelmed with stimuli.
"Humph. Not exactly. Continue your training." Rias puffed her cheeks out slightly before adding: "And Roman-kun, if you ever want to train with me, I'll be available." With that, she retreated into the club room, while Akeno laughed quietly with evident satisfaction.
I had to admit that Rias' pout was ridiculously cute.
"Very well, shall we resume training now, Roman-kun?" Akeno squeezed my arm more firmly, making her own little pout.
"Alright." I nodded, mentally preparing myself for another round of my black-haired upperclassman's perverted torture.
Author's Note: For our boy Romani, this is certainly a strange way to train, but it's also quite stimulating in more ways than one.