Chapter 7: The Prismatic Radiance
Hinata's divine figure shifted seductively as she moved through the training facility, her platinum-diamond uniform barely containing her massive, 2-meter breasts. The fabric strained against her luscious, round bosom, with most of her heavenly orbs spilling out the top of her uniform, revealing an abundance of underboob cleavage. Her nipples were clearly visible through the thin material, hard and inviting, begging to be touched and caressed. Her full, round hips swayed hypnotically with each step, drawing the eye and igniting the deepest desires.
Renn's private quarters turned out to be an entire wing of the academy, hidden behind crystalline walls that pulsed with protective magic. As their small group entered through ornate doors, Hinata couldn't help but marvel at the space—high ceilings decorated with floating magical lights, comfortable seating areas, and most importantly, complete privacy from prying eyes.
"The wards here are absolute," Renn explained, his usual lazy drawl carrying an edge of pride. "Not even rank ones can penetrate them." He glanced meaningfully at Hinata, who was still trembling slightly from Violet's unwanted advances.
"Thank you for sharing this with us," Hinata said softly but managed to complete her thought. "It means a lot to have somewhere safe."
Luna and Amara exchanged surprised looks at hearing Hinata finish a sentence, while Kaze maintained his protective stance near the entrance. The events of the day had clearly affected their shy friend, perhaps pushing her to find her voice, even if it remained gentle.
"Being rank zero comes with challenges," Renn observed, settling into a plush chair while keeping his calculating gaze on Hinata. "But it also means you have the right to claim certain… privileges."
"What kind of privileges?" Hinata asked, carefully arranging herself on a specially reinforced couch that actually accommodated her divine proportions. A faint blush colored her cheeks as she remembered how normal furniture tended to surrender to her curves.
"For one, you can request private training areas," Luna explained, her pink hair floating slightly with excitement. "No more dealing with crowds during practice sessions."
"And you can choose your own study groups," Amara added. "No one can force their way in—not even other rank ones."
Hinata's fingers pressed together, but she forced herself to voice her concern. "That might make Violet more… persistent. She seems to want what she can't have."
"Violet Chase has always been…" Renn paused, searching for the right word, "aggressive in pursuing her interests. But even she must respect rank zero authority."
"I don't want authority," Hinata admitted, her gaze downcast though her voice remained steady. "I just want to study without being… touched."
The memory of Violet's bold advances made her shiver, her figure drawing attention despite the private setting. The platinum-diamond uniform continued its valiant but futile effort to contain her form.
"Perhaps we should focus on practical matters," Luna suggested gently. "Like how to handle tomorrow's advanced training session."
"About that," Renn's lazy drawl took on an interesting note. "As rank zero, you can choose your training partner. It might be wise to select someone… trustworthy."
Hinata's face flushed deeper as she caught his meaning. "Would you… I mean, if you're not too busy…" She managed to complete the thought despite her embarrassment. "Would you be my training partner?"
A flash of something crossed Renn's usually bored expression—satisfaction? Interest?—before he resumed his casual demeanor. "It would be less troublesome than watching Violet try to maneuver her way in."
"Speaking of trouble," Kaze's deep voice rumbled from the entrance. "We have company."
Through the crystalline walls, they could see Violet pacing, running her hands along the barrier as if searching for weaknesses. Several other rank one students had joined her, their attempts to peer inside frustrated by Renn's powerful wards.
"Zero!" Violet's voice somehow carried through, though muffled
The fabric strained against her luscious, round bosom, with most of her heavenly orbs spilling out the top of her uniform, revealing an abundance of underboob cleavage. Her nipples were clearly visible through the thin material, hard and inviting, begging to be touched and caressed. Her full, round hips swayed hypnotically with each step, drawing the eye and igniting the deepest desires.
Renn's private quarters turned out to be an entire wing of the academy, hidden behind crystalline walls that pulsed with protective magic. As their small group entered through ornate doors, Hinata couldn't help but marvel at the space—high ceilings decorated with floating magical lights, comfortable seating areas, and, most importantly, complete privacy from prying eyes.
"The wards here are absolute," Renn explained, his usual lazy drawl carrying an edge of pride. "Not even rank ones can penetrate them." He glanced meaningfully at Hinata, who was still trembling slightly from Violet's unwanted advances.
"Thank you for sharing this with us," Hinata said softly, managing to complete her thought. "It means a lot to have somewhere safe."
Luna and Amara exchanged surprised looks at hearing Hinata finish a sentence, while Kaze maintained his protective stance near the entrance. The events of the day had clearly affected their shy friend, perhaps pushing her to find her voice, even if it remained gentle.
"Being rank zero comes with challenges," Renn observed, settling into a plush chair while keeping his calculating gaze on Hinata. "But it also means you have the right to claim certain… privileges."
"What kind of privileges?" Hinata asked, carefully arranging herself on a specially reinforced couch that actually accommodated her divine proportions. A faint blush colored her cheeks as she remembered how normal furniture tended to surrender to her curves.
"For one, you can request private training areas," Luna explained, her pink hair floating slightly with excitement. "No more dealing with crowds during practice sessions."
"And you can choose your own study groups," Amara added. "No one can force their way in—not even other rank ones."
Hinata's fingers pressed together, but she forced herself to voice her concern. "That might make Violet more… persistent. She seems to want what she can't have."
"Violet Chase has always been…" Renn paused, searching for the right word, "aggressive in pursuing her interests. But even she must respect rank zero authority."
"I don't want authority," Hinata admitted, her gaze downcast though her voice remained steady. "I just want to study without being… touched."
The memory of Violet's bold advances made her shiver, her figure drawing attention despite the private setting. The platinum-diamond uniform continued its valiant but futile effort to contain her form.
"Perhaps we should focus on practical matters," Luna suggested gently. "Like how to handle tomorrow's advanced training session."
"About that," Renn's lazy drawl took on an interesting note. "As rank zero, you can choose your training partner. It might be wise to select someone… trustworthy."
Hinata's face flushed deeper as she caught his meaning. "Would you… I mean, if you're not too busy…" She managed to complete the thought despite her embarrassment. "Would you be my training partner?"
A flash of something crossed Renn's usually bored expression—satisfaction? Interest?—before he resumed his casual demeanor. "It would be less troublesome than watching Violet try to maneuver her way in."
"Speaking of trouble," Kaze's deep voice rumbled from the entrance. "We have company."
Through the crystalline walls, they could see Violet pacing, running her hands along the barrier as if searching for weaknesses. Several other rank one students had joined her, their attempts to peer inside frustrated by Renn's powerful wards.
"Zero!" Violet's voice somehow carried through, though muffled. "You can't hide in there forever! Don't you want to explore your new… potential?"
Hinata remained seated rather than trying to hide, though anxiety was clear in her posture. "They really aren't going to leave me alone, are they?"
"Not without intervention," Renn replied, rising smoothly from his chair. His usual lazy demeanor fell away as he approached the barrier, power radiating from him in barely contained waves. "Fortunately, rank zero privileges extend to choosing who can approach you at all."
"I don't understand," Hinata said, watching as Renn pressed his hand against the crystal wall.
"You can establish a protection detail," Luna explained excitedly. "A formally recognized group responsible for maintaining appropriate distance between you and… unwanted attention."
"Like personal guards?" Hinata squeaked, her divine figure shifting slightly with surprise.
"Like friends," Amara corrected gently. "Who happen to have the authority to keep others at a respectful distance."
Outside, Violet pressed closer to the barrier, her violet hair floating with magical energy as she tried to force her way through. "Come on, Zero! We could have so much fun together…"
"I…" Hinata stood carefully, her presence drawing every eye despite the serious situation. But instead of shrinking away, she straightened her shoulders and finished her thought. "I would be honored if you would all be my protection detail."
The words were soft but clear, carrying a weight that made the very air seem to vibrate. For a moment, golden light flickered around her—just for an instant, but enough to make everyone blink in surprise.
"Well then," Renn's lazy drawl returned, though his eyes held new warmth as he looked at Hinata. "Shall we make it official?"
The specialized training facility Celeste showed them was breathtaking. Crystal spires rose from a courtyard larger than most city blocks, their surfaces refracting light in impossible patterns. Floating platforms at various heights provided different training areas, while protective barriers ensured privacy.
"This will be your personal space," Celeste explained, watching Hinata's reaction. "Only those you specifically authorize can enter."
"It's beautiful," Hinata breathed, moving with unconscious grace as she explored the space. Each step seemed to leave faint traces of golden energy that faded quickly, her divine figure commanding the room as effortlessly as her aura inspired awe.
"The upper platforms are ideal for magical practice," Renn observed, his lazy drawl not quite hiding his appreciation of both the facility and Hinata's ethereal movement. "The lower areas seem designed for physical training."
"There's even a meditation garden," Luna pointed out, gesturing to a secluded corner where crystal flowers bloomed in eternal patterns.
"And emergency exits," Kaze noted approvingly, his protective instincts already mapping escape routes.
"The whole space attunes to its user," Celeste added, watching as the crystal spires seemed to pulse in response to Hinata's presence. "As your abilities grow, it will adapt to provide appropriate challenges."
"Speaking of challenges," Amara interrupted gently, "we should probably discuss training schedules. Especially with the advanced combat assessments coming up next week."
Hinata's fingers pressed together nervously, but she voiced her concern clearly. "Will I be ready? I've never really fought before…"
"That's why you have us," Renn replied, his calculating gaze following her movement. "Each of us specializes in different areas. We can help prepare you."
"I can teach you defensive techniques," Kaze offered quietly, his deep voice steady and reassuring.
"And I'll help with magical theory," Luna added enthusiastically, her pink hair floating as she began formulating ideas.
"Emotional control is crucial in combat," Amara smiled, her empathic abilities allowing her to sense Hinata's growing determination. "That's where I come in."
"While I…" Renn's lazy drawl carried an interesting note, "can help you understand strategy. How to think several moves ahead."
Hinata looked at each of them, her divine presence catching the light like living crystal as she turned. "You would all spend that much time helping me?"
"That's what a protection detail does," Luna grinned, her bright eyes sparkling.
"Besides," Renn added, his usual bored expression softening slightly, "watching you learn could be… interesting."
Before Hinata could respond, a distant commotion caught their attention. Through the crystal walls, they could see Violet gathering a group of rank one students, gesturing animatedly as she pointed toward the training facility.
"Already causing trouble," Amara sighed, sensing the emotions even through the barriers. "She's trying to rally support against the protection detail."
"Let her try," Kaze growled softly, moving closer to Hinata, his protective instincts on high alert.
"Actually," Renn's drawl carried a hint of amusement, "this could work in our favor. The more obviously she protests, the more justified our precautions appear."
"I just wish…" Hinata started, then took a breath and continued, "I wish she would understand that I'm not interested. That her attention makes me uncomfortable."
"Some people only learn through consequences," Celeste observed. "Speaking of which, your first training session is scheduled for tomorrow morning. I suggest you all rest well tonight."
As they prepared to leave, Renn held back slightly. "Hinata," he called softly, making her turn. Her divine figure caught the crystal light in ways that made him pause for just a moment before continuing. "Would you prefer to start with strategic training? It might help you feel more… prepared."
"I would like that," she replied, managing to meet his gaze despite her natural shyness. "Thank you, Renn."
Something flickered in his usually lazy eyes—a warmth that made Hinata's face flush and her form seem to radiate subtle golden light again.
"Well then," he drawled, though his expression remained warmer than usual, "shall we meet here after breakfast? Just the two of us, to start?"
"Just… the two of us?" Hinata squeaked, her voice rising slightly, but she didn't fall silent. "That would be nice."
As they finally left the training facility, Hinata couldn't help but feel both nervous and excited about tomorrow. She was still adjusting to her divine form, still learning to handle unwanted attention, still trying to understand what being rank zero truly meant.
But now she had friends to help her navigate it all. A safe space to learn and grow. And maybe, just maybe, something special beginning to develop with a certain lazy-eyed strategist who saw past her impossible proportions to the person beneath.
Even if that person was still learning to see herself clearly.