This chapter will be in Renji's POV, so I will use ' I ' in this chapter referring to Renji.
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Nova rose gracefully, her fingers deftly unfastening the buttons of her clothes under her military dress. With a soft thud, the fabric cascaded to the floor, revealing the curves beneath.
Her luscious breasts, barely restrained by the straining red bra, beckoned with every heaving breath. The delicate lace did little to conceal her aroused nipples, boldly sketching their outline.
Then, she leaned forward.
And said with a serious but flushed red face: "Master, are you ready for the next training ?"
A chuckle escaped Renji's mouth, not in mockery, but in admiration of her earnest attempt to articulate her burning desire, her excitement palpable in every word.
She didn't have any experience with this and was only trying to imitate what was written in the pink book.
