"I am ho!"
Jock shouted after stepping through the front door, and while he was taking his shoes off, his mother ca to check on him.
"A longer training session today?"
She asked.
It was already an hour later than when Jock usually ca back ho.
"No. It ended at the sa ti as before, but we were pretty hungry, so I ate with Cleo before heading back ho."
Jock said.
"Oh..."
His mother’s lips turned into a sly smile, and she teasingly asked.
"You an it was a date?"
"N-No?"
Jock said with exaggerated hand motion, but as soon as he moved his arms, they ached with soreness.
Even though he took so of the elixir after the training was over, he was still drained, especially ntally.
It was extrely hard training today. More than before. It was clear that Kiernan wanted them to learn rock-solid defense before the tournant.
"Hmm~"
His mother crossed her arms, not quite believing his explanation about it not being a date, but she didn’t keep pushing him and told him to go take a shower.
After the entire day of training, he was quite sweaty, and Jock listened to his mother and went straight to shower.
Once he took a shower, he changed into fresh clothes and sat down before his computer, his body perfectly molding into the chair as he relaxed.
There were a lot of gas downloaded into the computer, but he hadn’t touched a single ga ever since he started training.
He was simply too exhausted to think about playing gas these days.
"Yawn..."
Jock rubbed his eyes, put his fingers on the keyboard, and typed "FightTube" over in the search bar.
A website with tons of fighting videos appeared before him, and he imdiately typed "Kiernan Hunter" over in the search bar.
Thousands of videos popped up. The videos about Beast Prince Arazimir fight were at the top, with most of them having millions of views.
However, he wasn’t interested in those, as he had already watched those, but he wanted to see videos about Kiernan using Rendering Edge.
After scrolling further down, he found a random match of Kiernan during his first year in the high school nationals.
It was one of his first matches at the nationals, and at the match, he went against Raii High.
’...He perfectly defends against every move that his opponents throw at him. It is because he anticipates his opponents’ moves to perfection.
’A single twitch by his opponent is already telling Kiernan everything he needs to know. I need to reach that level to use rock-solid defense.’
Jock thought to himself.
Buzz! Buzz!
In that mont, his phone at the desk went off, and Jock checked it out—he received a ssage—it was from Cleo.
[Cleo: That training was hard >.< I don’t know how Master expects to learn sothing as technical as this before the tournant...]
Jock took the phone with both hands and started typing a response to her, with a smile on his face as his cheeks heated up.
He couldn’t believe that he was typing to a girl like this, as sothing like that would’ve been unthinkable before the tag-team tournant.
[Jock: I don’t think he expects us to learn it to perfection! The tournant is for us to get so experience and improve, not to be perfect right out of the gate!]
Buzz! Buzz!
[Cleo: I think you are right... However, I know that the cost of a dojo is not cheap, even if one is as rundown as the Martial Redemption dojo. Two of us only bring about two thousand gold to the table, and that’s nowhere near enough to cover all the expenses]
[Cleo: Master needs more students for sure]
Jock looked at the ssages and knew that Cleo was right, and Master Kiernan definitely wanted the two of them to perform to get more students.
After that, Cleo said, "Good night," as she couldn’t text anymore this day, as she was heading to hot springs with her mother and was going to spend a night there.
For the rest of the night, Jock watched the videos of the Rendering Edge and tried to understand Kiernan’s thought process during the fights.
...
Martial Redemption Dojo, Action Street.
"Ahn~ Ahh~"
Under the blanket, Kiernan’s sweaty body pressed against Aoi’s breasts, his hips moving in a rhythmic motion as they both moaned in pleasure.
With a look of pure desire in her eyes, Aoi kissed him passionately on the lips and tangled her tongue around his.
After a few more thrusts, Kiernan ramd himself into her with a final, powerful thrust, releasing a load that exploded inside her.
"Ahn~"
She let out a loud moan of pleasure as she wrapped her arms around him, savoring the feeling of his release.
"Huff..."
Kiernan collapsed beside her, breathless and exhausted. He covered his eyes with his arm, trying to catch his breath.
She gazed at him lovingly and rested her head on his chest, feeling completely content. She was still dripping wet from their passionate encounter.
Buzz! Buzz!
In that mont, Kiernan’s phone went off, and he picked it up.
A few days ago, he received mail from his father. It was his phone, which he happened to leave behind at Irio.
With his phone back, he was also capable of contacting Martial Order again.
They didn’t have their weekly etings anymore, as there was currently no need for them, and if soone had sothing to report, they were just going to send a ssage on the app.
"Is everything alright?"
Aoi asked.
"Yeah... I received confirmation."
Kiernan said.
"Confirmation for what?"
She asked.
"...I have been accepted to be part of a tournant."
Kiernan said with a chuckle.
"You are going to participate in a tournant?"
Aoi said in total surprise, as she had no idea that he was planning to compete in any sort of competition.
Since he had put all his effort into teaching these days, he hadn’t been fighting in tournants for quite so ti.
"What tournant?"
She asked.
"King of the Martial Tournant."
Kiernan said.
"W-What? I have heard about it. It is quite a big tournant for Martial Kings. Isn’t the reward for winning that tournant huge?"
She asked excitedly.
"Yes, it is. One million gold for the winner. I am going for victory, and with that money, I don’t have to worry about the rent for a long while."
Kiernan said with a chuckle.
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