I teach judo in Tokyo.

Although they are definitely special glass that allows light to pass through but not shadows.

However, under the reflection of the light source, one can more or less see a blurry, indistinct image...

"Hiss!" Sosuke couldn't help but gasp.

I was once again in a state of inner turmoil.

Will he turn back with integrity and become a gentleman respected by all?

Or should we go all out and just paste it on directly so we can see more beautiful scenery?

Sosuke chose a compromise—he lay quietly on the bed, very reservedly—

They stared intently at the beautiful scenery reflected in the glass.

Wow, the class monitor isn't very tall, but she has a really slim waist and great proportions.

Add to that an innocent, childlike face, and with proper nurturing, she'll be a legally desirable woman with a very long shelf life.

Enjoying time so much makes it seem like it lasts forever.

Sosuke watched for a long time, and eventually, he couldn't help but drift off to sleep.

......

Around 9:30, as the noise of the hairdryer stopped, the bathroom door quietly opened, and Yumi Mifune walked out shyly.

Actually, although girls take longer to shower than boys, it's not so long that you have to wait until you fall asleep.

The main problem was that Mifune Yumi hadn't mentally prepared herself after realizing what was happening, so she naturally took a very long time to take a bath.

She only stopped washing when she suddenly realized that her fingers were white and wrinkled from washing and that she was feeling a little dizzy. She had no choice but to put on her clothes and finish.

Her hair was still slightly damp, and her usual braids were undone, making her hairstyle look more alluring than during the day.

She was wearing an adorable bear-patterned nightgown, the short, narrow skirt barely covering half of her thighs, revealing her tender thighs and fair calves. Her delicate little feet looked somewhat childlike and plump, with each toe reflecting a lustrous white sheen under the light like pearls.

As soon as she stepped outside, she saw Sosuke, who had fallen into a light sleep. Her tense mood inexplicably relaxed, and she was instead filled with a strange new thought.

I'm a beautiful girl taking a bath, and I'll give you a massage later.

And guess what? You actually fell asleep!?

Yumi Mifune couldn't help but puff out her cheeks.

She couldn't help but walk quickly to Sosuke's side and raise her hand to wake him up.

A serene and handsome sleeping face appeared before her eyes, causing her to slowly lower her raised little hand.

With her eyes fluttering, Yumi Mifune couldn't help but gaze at the sleeping boy before her.

Teacher Training... Sosuke-kun, he's really good-looking.

Her figure is...so good.

Yumi Mifune's face turned even redder.

She had never seen anything like this before.

However, seeing that Sosuke seemed a little tired, she felt a little embarrassed.

The competition is tomorrow, and he's still pestering the teachers' college for extra practice.

The extra training was bad enough, but the venue fee was paid by the teachers' college—more expensive than the tuition I paid myself!

So, Sosuke-kun took me as his disciple and still lost money?

Thinking of this, Yumi felt even more embarrassed.

There's really no money, so all I can do is try my best to do what I can!

She made up her mind, then clenched one fist and clenched the other palm together, making a gesture of determination.

?(???)?

Then, carefully without waking Sosuke, she sat on the edge of the bed and reached her hand towards the boy's broad back.

......

Sosuke was a light sleeper to begin with, and he woke up immediately after the class monitor's strong little hands patted his neck and shoulders a few times.

"Mmm...that feels good!" He sighed, acknowledging the junior class monitor's skill.

This praise immediately made Yumi Mifune beam with joy, and she instantly forgot her shyness.

"Hehe, Teacher's College, my strength is pretty good, right?"

As she spoke, she subtly increased the force of her blows, as if to show off.

Then, she couldn't help but sigh again.

'Sousuke's muscles are so firm, rock hard!'

Indeed, Atobe Sousuke's body was specially enhanced by the system, with extremely strong and tight muscles and fascia. Only such a body could exert and withstand greater explosive power.

Massaging such a strong body, and giving it her all, even someone like Yumi Mifune who has practiced judo diligently for many years, soon became breathless.

A few minutes later.

Hearing the squad leader's breathing become heavier, Sosuke chuckled and said, "Tired? Why don't you take a break?"

The squad leader immediately retorted defiantly, "Who said I'm tired! It's just that I can't exert much force like this! Move over a little!"

Sosuke couldn't help but chuckle, and obediently moved a little further in, wanting to see how long this little class monitor could keep up his stubbornness.

The next second, the soft bed sank, and before he could react, he felt a light, soft body sit on his waist and hips.

hiss!

Yumi, you did a great job!

What a decisive and straightforward girl!

"Hehe, teacher's cadet, now I'll show you what I'm capable of!"

Yumi Mifune didn't think much of it. She rubbed her hands together to warm them up with great enthusiasm, and then suddenly pressed them against Sosuke's back.

A moment later, she knelt up unhappily and patted Sosuke: "Teacher, take off your shirt, it's slippery and it's affecting my performance!"

"You said it yourself!" Seeing how brave the other party was, Sosuke had no reason to back down.

He propped himself up, reached out and grabbed the hem of his shirt at his abdomen, and pulled it off with a backhand motion.

"Ah!" The sudden appearance of a masculine figure gave the squad leader a strong visual shock.

She finally realized what was happening and covered her mouth with a soft gasp.

Even through his T-shirt, his astonishing physique was already evident, but now, without the clothing covering him, the large, angular muscles, gnarled and twisted like an old tree, were directly revealed to Yumi.

Just its back looks almost like the face of a demon!

'Wow...so strong!'

Yumi Mifune felt a little dizzy.

She finally understood why the force of the spinning attack that Sosuke used on her that night had instantly shattered her protective barrier.

How could a woman as weak as her possibly resist the power exerted by such a terrifying physique?

Just as she was marveling at it, Sosuke lay back down on the bed: "Come on!"

Yumi Mifune was stunned for a while before she finally began to massage Sousuke silently, her cheeks practically steaming.

Her soft little hands pressed directly onto Sosuke's burning back.

The two of them trembled slightly.

A warm and ambiguous atmosphere began to rise in the small room.

After a long while.

"Teacher's... Teacher's College, can you press the front too?"

"......OK."

......

......

Chapter 53, the opening!

Saturday, very early.

In the center of the martial arts hall, a large number of people stood in a dark mass.

These are all members of the kendo and judo clubs from all the high schools in the Tokyo area that participated in the national competition.

It's not just a team competition, but also an individual competition.

As Sousuke followed Yahiko Iga and lined up inside the stadium, he already felt a bit short of breath.

After a long opening ceremony, the competition finally began.

Sosuke and the others also left and went to the audience seats.

After all, there were just too many students participating, and the small martial arts hall couldn't accommodate so many people after the competition area was cleared out.

"Wow, there are so many people. The martial arts hall is still a bit small."

Sosuke leaned on the railing with both hands, idly watching the heated match unfold below.

Hearing his words, Iga couldn't help but laugh: "After all, the Budokan was built sixty years ago, so it is indeed a bit small compared to other modern venues."

"So when does the match start today?" Sousuke asked, resting his chin on his hand, looking completely nonchalant.

“We’re in Group D, and we only get a chance to play in the last round this morning.” On the other side, Yumi Mifune leaned carefully against Sosuke and said softly.

Sosuke turned to look at the class representative, and then saw that Yumi Mifune seemed to be startled and hurriedly turned her face away.

He just found it amusing.

This little class monitor, who was so bold last night straddling him and giving him a frontal massage, why is she so shy today?

I haven't done anything yet!

He reached out and ruffled Yumi Mifune's hair, only to have it slapped away by a blushing Yumi.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw the class monitor staring intently behind him, his expression somewhat displeased.

Sosuke turned around and saw Iga Yahiko confronting a rather tall-looking man.

A foreigner with dark skin!

Holy crap—what?!

Stop!

Sosuke withdrew his gaze, nudged the class monitor beside him, and quietly asked, "What's going on?"

Yumi Mifune didn't care about being shy this time. She gritted her teeth and said, "That big black guy is Papanega, the captain of Shinkyo Academy. We lost to them in the team competition at the last Kanto Tournament."

While the two were talking, the big black man was already chatting with Iga Yahiko with a smile. His accent was actually quite authentic: "Iga, I didn't expect us to run into each other so soon."

"What a narrow road!"

Holy crap—original!

Sousuke, who was watching the drama unfold, twitched at the corner of his mouth.

Okay, this big black guy's accent isn't exactly authentic either.

His Japanese accent was indeed quite good, but when he used Chinese idioms, I don't know if it was to appear cultured or what, he actually used the Mandarin pronunciation.

He even mispronounced it, which made Sosuke feel very uncomfortable.

Iga Yahiko's expression was gentle: "Commander Papanega, indeed, it's quite a coincidence."

Papaenga chuckled, his expression turning slightly contemptuous: "This time, I'm sending you all home again, you little whirlwind!"

Little Whirlwind?

What is Iga's nickname?

Minister, did you step out of Journey to the West?

Sousuke's expression was starting to crumble; he almost spat it out.