Tokyo Wrestler

"..."

The entire office area erupted in chaos, with everyone staring at Sett as if he were a rare treasure.

"Am I... that famous in the Nerima division?" Sett wondered.

His eyes also caught sight of the flat-chested little witch who had frozen in place.

Upon seeing this, the latter mechanically turned its head, its small red lips whistling softly, and blinking its eyes.

He had an air of "I don't talk much, it's none of my business"...

Chapter 44: Offers from 32 Ghosts and Gods (4300)

Don't make that innocent face, it must be you... Sett retorted.

As the group of enthusiastic older women and aunties kept crowding around, and it seemed they were about to make advances on Seti, Ito Yumuri frowned slightly.

Instantly!

The entire office area fell silent; the chaos vanished, and everyone returned to their places, no longer moving around.

The power of a powerful dog is terrifying!

The 36D-cup woman gave Sett a professional, perfectly curved smile, and while typing on the keyboard, asked, "Excuse me, what's your name?"

"You don't have to use your real name," Ito Yumuri interjected, offering a reminder.

Not using your real name... Oh, just like "Yasha-hime" or "Mad Scholar"... Sett answered without hesitation, "Sett."

After the older woman finished typing, she worked for a while longer before finally speaking:

"Warrior, I've already submitted the report for you, but due to the special nature of the dispatched personnel, it will only officially take effect after Lady Yasha or Minister Ito returns and approves it."

Minister Ito? Seti turned to look at Ito Yumuri.

The latter explained expressionlessly, "My uncle is a level 7 samurai."

9

Sett was immediately defeated by Ito Yumuri.

...

After registering, Sett followed Ito Yumuri out of the office area, through a corridor, and arrived at a door with the words "Ito Seventh Squad" written on it.

Ito Yumuri simply turned the doorknob open.

The room that came into view was quite large.

Divided into two parts, the left side is a spacious kendo dojo with wooden floors. Apart from a few wooden swords and a calligraphy of the word "Do" hanging on the wall, there are no other decorations.

The style on the right is completely different.

The black shock-absorbing latex mat is covered with large equipment such as a power bench, butterfly machine, Smith machine, and bench press. Next to it are neatly arranged chrome dumbbells of various weights and a dense array of dumbbell plates.

Fitness paradise!

"This was bought by Chiharu, you can use it."

Ito Yumuri closed the door behind her back, walked to the dojo on the left, took off her shoes, revealing her delicate feet in white boat socks.

He then straightened his clothes, took out the samurai sword "Ten-Yuki" from the long box, and placed it on the wooden floor in front of him.

Kneel with eyes closed.

The delicate willow branches basked in the sunlight streaming through the window, as still as snow in the sky.

Chiharu... So the flat-chested little witch has a name! Sett withdrew his gaze and walked towards the fitness equipment, discovering that many of the height settings were clearly designed for short people.

He was now completely convinced that it was the flat-chested little witch who was working out.

Even shrine maidens lift weights?

Seti looked at Ito Yumuri with a puzzled expression. At this moment, the latter had already regulated her breathing and seemed to be meditating. Obviously, she could not get any answers from her.

Ah, I miss the days when the "world's number one commentator" was around.

Thinking about his three main fitness goals, Sett stopped overthinking. Since there was gym equipment here, it saved him the trouble of spending money on a membership card.

Getting something for free is so great!

Seti first adjusted the height of the bench press bed and bench press rack.

Looking at the empty bar, Sett began to think about how much weight to add first.

A 2.2-meter bar is about 20 kg... Let's start with two 20 kg dumbbell plates, and try 60 kg first.

This is the bench press result of an average person who has worked hard in the gym for half a year.

Sett lay on the bench press, gripping the ends of the bar tightly with both hands, and pushed upwards...

Easily.

He didn't even use his pectoral muscles; his beastly heart didn't even want to beat.

Too light, add more!

Sett added the weight one piece at a time until he reached 240 kilograms. Only then did he feel a noticeable pressure in his arms and chest muscles. His heart pumped blood continuously, and Sett pushed for four sets of 80 repetitions before stopping when his chest muscles were sore and painful.

"Not bad, the task is 300 kilograms ten times. If I train hard for another two days, I should be able to complete it easily..." Sett thought.

At this time.

The team door was opened.

Sett looked straight ahead but saw no one. Then, as if remembering something, he lowered his head slightly and, sure enough, saw the flat-chested little witch's round eyes.

The other party discovered Sett using her gym equipment.

Instead of being angry, her eyes lit up, and she took two steps forward, saying, "You like working out too?"

“Grow stronger.” Sett nodded.

He then glanced at the empty space behind the little shrine maiden and asked, "Where's Kameda?"

"Hey, I just finished his final treatment. He's mostly healed, but he's still a bit weak and needs to rest for a couple more days... Masters are so weak..." The flat-chested little witch muttered under her breath, badmouthing the honest man.

Hearing the other person mention professions, Sett's earlier doubts resurfaced, and pointing to the gym equipment next to him, he asked, "Even a witch lifts weights?"

"Yes." The flat-chested little witch quickly switched into her world's best commentator mode, patiently explaining:

"When a Shinto priestess reaches level 3, she needs to learn two new abilities: 'Super Strength' and 'Super Regeneration'."

"The former involves long-term physical training with various techniques to enhance qi, blood, and strength, while the latter involves long-term training to infuse healing power into every muscle, giving the priestess super self-healing abilities and vigorous vitality."

"This process generally takes three to five years."

"And both of these abilities are for the purpose of reaching level 4 later..."

“Let the gods lay the foundation,” Sett replied quickly.

He recalled how Yasha-hime's body was constantly breaking down and healing itself when she summoned the gods to fight, and he knew that summoning the gods would be a huge burden for the priestess.

Therefore, shrine maidens especially need to enhance their vitality and self-healing abilities.

"That's right! They even answered first!" The flat-chested little witch felt very gratified.

She approached the bench press bed that Sett had just adjusted and said:

"Don't let my short stature fool you, I've been training for over half a year and have learned some superhuman strength. Want to train with me? I guarantee I'll make sure you can't stand up straight!"

Oh? So arrogant? Sett pointed to the 240 kg barbell and said, "Okay, let's start with bench press. I just did 4 sets of 20 reps each."

"Okay, I'll do it too."

The flat-chested little witch glanced at the many dumbbell plates and hesitated for a moment, but remembering her earlier boastful words, she still quickly lay down on the bench press.

A small hand pushes upwards...

Push upwards... push upwards...

It's impossible to move it!

She froze completely...

"What's wrong? You can't push it, can you? No way, no way?" Sett started being sarcastic.

The flat-chested little witch immediately blushed and jumped up, almost leaping up to hit Sett's knee. She puffed out her cheeks and said:

"It's so heavy, how could we possibly move it!"

Sett slowly shook his head, saying nothing more.

Lie on the bench press.

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Push a 240-kilogram barbell 30 times in one go!

Although his chest and arms were sore, he still put on a relaxed air, ignoring the flat-chested little witch's gaping mouth in shock, casually patting her stunned head, and said:

"Keep going, I'm looking forward to the day when I can't straighten my back anymore."

...The flat-chested little witch remained silent.

She tried to lift the barbell, but it didn't budge.