Hero Association Headquarters.
Tatsumaki seemed to sense something and suddenly flew to the window.
Then, her brows furrowed.
"It's gone."
"Such a powerful aura—completely vanished in an instant?"
Tatsumaki looked in Akira's direction. The night sky was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.
"Never mind. Maybe I was mistaken."
"Speaking of which, the Hero Association is really good at ordering people around. I wonder why they called me here."
In the Public Safety Chief's office.
Makima's eyes were full of curiosity, also looking in the direction where Akira was currently located.
"What could it be? It seems very interesting!"
"It's true, it's spinning! I didn't expect you could use this skill."
"Warrior, you still have a lot of energy!"
"Of course I have energy. But it's already twelve o'clock. I should go back."
"So let's finish quickly."
Bang!
Kitagawa Marin, dressed as a little devil, was thrown onto the sofa by Akira.
The devil's unique tail—with a heart-shaped tip—trembled occasionally.
Now the basic training level had reached LV2.
The effect was simply outstanding.
Akira removed Kitagawa Marin's outfit and costume.
He placed her into a platinum capture ball.
After waiting a minute, Kitagawa Marin, who had been on the verge of exhaustion, recovered her vitality and was released by Akira.
"Eh? I wasn't just—"
Mmm~!
"Akira! Was it you who did it?"
Akira fiddled with the joystick. "Yes. Wear the little devil costume less often in the future, and only wear it for me to see, understand?"
"When you go out, you can only cosplay normal characters. Anything too revealing is a pass—but in front of me, it's fine."
Kitagawa Marin leaned into Akira's arms upon hearing this. "I know, Akira!"
"I just like to cosplay characters I love. It doesn't mean I have to let others see them."
"Some characters I'll only show to Akira."
"Mm-hmm, good girl. It's getting a bit late. I'll head back first."
"Be careful on your way!"
Kitagawa Marin waved goodbye reluctantly.
Akira left the door, hailed a taxi, and got in.
By the time he got home, it was already two in the morning.
Akira did not go back to his own room but pushed open Yumi Souo's door directly.
Although yesterday had passed and there was no way to make up for it,
it wasn't bad to get today's training done first—to avoid any delays today.
In short, Akira sat on the edge of the bed.
This time, Yumi Souo was truly asleep.
Her breathing was even, and she maintained a very relaxed posture.
Mmm!
Akira used his newly acquired skill.
He gently made Yumi Souo let down her guard in her sleep.
She was truly beautiful beyond compare.
Yumi Souo still hadn't woken up.
And now, this scene made Akira's heart pound with excitement.
In a trance, he felt like he had become the protagonist of an inner story he had read before.
Hmph~!
Akira deliberately chose a relatively gentle training.
But in her dream, Yumi Souo's brows still furrowed slightly.
It wasn't until the training passed the initial stage that Yumi Souo slowly woke up.
"Akira~!"
"How could you—"
"Get out quickly. You clearly promised me before."
Yumi Souo tried to resist, but Akira pushed her back several times.
He grabbed Yumi Souo's hands and pinned her palms down.
Yumi Souo immediately lost her effective means of resistance.
She could only exert force.
"Mom, you must be just like me—unable to sleep alone at night."
"No, no! I was clearly asleep. How could I be—"
"But there are tissues on your bedside table, and the trash can next to it is full of crumpled papers."
"No, that's because the water glass tipped over."
"I didn't ask you what was in the crumpled papers, Mom. You know a lot!"
She had been tricked.
Yumi Souo realized that Akira had merely set a trap for her with words.
And she had foolishly jumped into it herself.
What to do.
She could no longer think normally.
He's distracting me—and taking the opportunity to—
"Oh dear~!"
A sense of humiliation and immorality rose in Yumi Souo's heart, but these were only a small part compared to what she yearned for.
"Akira, we can't continue to make mistakes."
"Mom, just hold on a little longer. It'll be over soon."
The training limit was gradually increasing.
Yumi Souo also seemed to have let go of her reservations.
But a small voice within her was still struggling.
Yet, these voices were quickly drowned out completely.
"Ugh! Ah!"
[Character: Yumi Souo]
[Potential: A]
[Loyalty: 90]
[Strength: 4.3]
[Agility: 4.8]
[Stamina: 5.0]
[Skills: Cooking LV4, Housework LV2]
[Evolution Charge: 39%]
[Status: Ecstatic]
This time, Akira did not clean up after Yumi Souo.
Instead, he left the room directly.
Looking at the familiar ceiling, Yumi Souo's mind was a mess.
She wasn't as sad as she expected; instead, she felt a sense of release and satisfaction.
Although she outwardly resisted, the deepest part of her heart had already somewhat accepted—and even anticipated—Akira's arrival.
After resting for a while, she got up and used the tissues by the bed to clean herself, then walked into the simple bathroom in her room to wash up.
Akira returned to his room and threw himself onto the bed.
Indeed, with the improvement of basic training skills and related factors, the training effects were now getting better and better.
Now, Yumi could achieve a data increase of up to 1.3.
Akira stroked his chin. If the change in strength reached this level, even if Yumi Souo wanted to ignore it, she wouldn't be able to, right?
Time to sleep!
Pushing aside distracting thoughts, Akira drifted into dreamland.
——————
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap…
Yumi Souo, up early preparing breakfast and bento boxes, frowned.
It was like this again!
Every time she was with Akira, her strength seemed to increase significantly.
Today, it was especially noticeable.
What was going on?
Because of the increase in strength, Yumi Souo no longer fumbled with many tasks. Her efficiency had clearly improved.
This was especially evident when cleaning.
Could it be… because of Akira?