"Yes, after all, you are not eating the meat itself." He has been thinking about this, he truly indulges on his sister's wants.
Lucielle can't help but turn to Scarlet, the envy in her eyes is quite striking.
Scarlet raises her head proudly, this has always been her pride, that her big brother always spoils her.
Seeing the two eats so much, Sean is feeling warm, he dislike seeing hungry people.
The sensation of hunger and starvation is something that he truly detest and does not wish to see them on his loved ones.
Late at night, Sean was watching Lucielle practicing her ability on the tree, this time, the tree is covered with ropes.
"That is good, use the weight of your breast and your height to attack, we will have to create a technique to help you defend or escape if your attack fails." He instructs.
He was now lifting heavy boulders like it was nothing, he seems to gain a massive boost in strength as long as his two feet is on the ground.
Currently, in order to take full advantage of Lucielle's physique, they had deviced a technique that would grant her a powerful attack even with her body.
Fortunately, he already have an idea on how to do this and that is by copying Mitsuri's style but adding some twist on it.
"You already have a small frame, with it, you can easily make your body more compact when you charge." He continues to instructs.
Lucielle turns to him and returns to her training, compared to hers, his is almost like some type of torture.
"We need to continue to strengthen your back and legs, carrying those large *Ahem* treasures, is definitely difficult for you." He calmly stated.
Lucielle falls to the ground, the pain she is now feeling is quite big but she tries to force herself to stand up.
"Don't force your body, I think this is enough for the day, working hard is important but so was resting." He smiles and carries her back to their room.
He then takes out some bandages and covers her hand.
"Tomorrow, we will only swing at the air, we need to give some time for your hands to heal." He explains.
As they lay in their respective bed, Lucielle looks at him sleeping so soundly, he was able to sleep instantly after he lies down.
The next day, they return to their first training and that is running around the city.
The waving breasts of Lucielle attracts a lot of attention and she was also considered as a beauty.
Some wanted to hit on her but upon seeing Sean who was following behind him, they changed their mind.
He might be known as this city's clown, the one who makes a fool of himself to make children laugh but he is also a fighter who had never lost.
They do not wish to suffer the same fate as the people that tried to force themselves to become friends with him just in order to get close with the three most beautiful women in this city.
"You are improving rapidly, it seems that eating high grade monster meat is truly beneficial to the growth of martial artists." Of course, the majority reason was because of his ability (Nurture).
"If this goes on, you would be able to shed your mortal shell and finally steps into the true journey to the path of the great martial Dao." He can't deny that her talent is as great as his friends.
She was ecstatic upon hearing this, her vigor returned and she continues to run for as long as she can.
"You don't need to build up muscles as much as the common martial artists, your body is not fitting for such build but in martial arts, having bulking muscles is not that amazing." He advises to the side.
Elven, who was listening to the side seems to have been struck by lightning.
Sean can sense his change of mood and shakes his head. "Don't regret your decision Elven! You are large and you honed your muscles to their current point! See it through!"
This snaps him out of his reverie, he was too much in shock to notice that his martial heart was breaking.
"You still have time, you have not awakened your ability yet but since the majority of your family has speed based monster spirit, I think that you should improve your dashing power." He suggested.
"My speed?" He asks, for him, dashing power is speed.
"No, your burst, you possess bulky muscles, you are not slow but because of your large stature, you would have a hard time fighting nimble opponents." He explains.
"So, what should I do?" Asks, Elven, Lana besides Sean chuckles.
Because what Sean had said was the truth, sure, his suggestion in gaining as much momentum as he can works wonders but he is getting bullied back in the dojo by the elites that focuses in agility and flexibility.
"You want to become my student? Hahaha! Your family is much better than me, wait until you awakened, then I shall tell you my ideas, it is your choice to follow them or not." He chuckles.
Elven, Lana and Scarlet all frowns, the discomfort they are feeling right now is immense.
They wanted to awaken too but this only happens once they turn eighteen, the itch they are feeling right now is unbearable.
Before, they were just waiting impatiently for them to awaken but once they older siblings had awakened, the impatience they are feeling only continues to grow.
"I know what you all are feeling right now, reign it this instant!" He glares at them with the killing intent that he developed throughout the years.
This is the first time they saw him get angry at them this much.
All of them nods their heads repeatedly, pale from exposure of his killing intent.
"I am not not angry at any of you, just concerned, this thoughts will only lead to your doom, if you truly wish to bide your time, read." Elven scratches his head.
"Why? Shouldn't we be training, even if it is just light?" He asks.
"Your body is currently too developed for your age, you should stop training your muscles and starts focusing in a different thing, reading is one of this path." He patiently explains.
"What are the other path?" Asks Lana, Scarlet listening from the side also leans closer.
"Tea making, this will help calm your mind, painting, song writing, singing, dancing is probably best for both Lana and you Scarlet." He told them.
"Why dancing?" Asks Scarlet, she is not a good dancer.
"This will help you coordinate with your body movements, making it easier for you to train in martial arts in the future."
"What about me, big bro? What are the activities that are suited for someone like me?" Elven quickly asks.
"Why are you butting in!? We were still listening to his lesson!" Lana glares at her older brother.
"For you, hmm, swimming, this will help your muscles develop more flexibly and this will also help you manage your thirst for training, still, I suggest that all of you start reading."
"What kind of books do you think that we should read?" Lana asks.
"Whatever you think is interesting, forcing yourself to read a book that you find uninteresting will only take away the joy in reading."
The three are now thinking about their future, especially Elven, he heard from his father that if he continues to train the way he does now, he will break his leg to let him rest.
He is not doubting his father's words and that is why he was full of stress right now and wishes to vent it.
"You are still frowning, is there anything that matters, Elven?" He can see that his friend was still anxious.
"Sorry, I was just thinking about something." He smiles that looks like it was not.
"I think that he is just full of stress, as a young master of our clan, he does not engage in any s*xual activities of the other young masters and would spend the rest of his time training." She harrumphs.
Sean laughs out loud. "This is the first time I heard that a little sister was angry because her brother is not a pervert."
"Stop for now, Lucielle, let us go back home, I am going to spar with Elven, it seems that he is on the verge of breaking if he does not let out his pent-up stress."
Their group turns back and starts running to Sean's house, the two are already familiar with the place as they visited this place quite often when they were children.
In the backyard, Sean and Elven were facing each other, the latter was quite nervous as he remembers their last spar.
"Don't worry! Go all out! I will take your attacks! Pour your anger! Worry! And other thoughts on your fists and on me!" He roars.