The receptionist looked Aoki up and down, a flash of regret in her eyes.
Such a handsome boy might have been easily seduced by Miss Miyajima.
He had skipped class early that morning to come here in search of someone.
"Miyajima-sama is here, but I can't guarantee whether he will see you or not," she said.
Understanding the implication in her gaze, Aoki chose not to explain further. "Could you please inform Miyajima-san?" he asked.
"No problem, just wait here for a moment," she replied.
"Thank you in advance, sister. I'll treat you to dinner next time I get the chance," Aoki offered.
The receptionist's eyes lit up.
"Really? Don't go back on your word!"
Aoki simply smiled at her without responding.
After applying some makeup, the receptionist appeared to be an average beauty.
However, having worked at the kendo gym for a long time, she had developed an impressive figure.
The loose kendo uniform accentuated her voluptuous curves quite noticeably.
If she were to take the initiative and offer herself freely, Aoki wouldn't mind testing whether he possessed any special talents.
Noticing Aoki's silence, the receptionist playfully patted him on the shoulder.
"Then it's settled! I'll go report to Miyajima-sama now."
"Tsk… I didn't expect to encounter such a figure here…"
Aoki thought as he watched the receptionist sway away, her name still unknown to him.
Meanwhile, Sakuramachi Touko woke up in a bedroom filled with unpleasant odors after falling asleep.
Propping herself up with aching limbs, Touko looked around in confusion before finally regaining her senses.
She was surprised to find her belly swollen
Even after such a long time, she still felt an overwhelming surge of life energy within her.
Carefully pressing her thighs together, she attempted to utilize the succubus's natural ability to digest this energy without wasting any of it.
Aoki had certainly gained many benefits from Sakuramachi Touko, but as a succubus, she had also reaped significant rewards from their encounter.
The improvement brought about by their dual cultivation allowed her to rise from C-tier to B-tier.
If she could fully digest the essence that remained within her, she might even reach the peak of B-tier directly.
While others might not experience such dramatic gains, this was how succubi enhanced their strength!
When she and Aoki engaged intimately, it was akin to one plus one equaling ten.
Moreover, since Aoki's strength surpassed that of Sakuramachi Touko's, their dual cultivation would benefit her even more.
Touko focused intently for an entire hour on transforming the essence left in Aoki's body.
Once everything was digested, the strength that had just broken through became stable as she took another step forward in her abilities.
Although she did not reach the peak of B-level immediately and still couldn't absorb all of Aoki's essence completely, some of it contributed to restoring and enhancing her physical strength during transformation.
It wasn't that Sakuramachi Touko desired this
As a magician specializing in spiritual magic, she didn't require much physical prowess.
However, part of Aoki's essence operated automatically during transformation and was beyond her control.
She didn't mind too much
Her physical strength had improved significantly and perhaps she'd be able to endure longer next time.
If Aoki could provide his essence two more times, everything would be replenished.
After being nourished by magical power and essence, Sakuramachi Touko found herself unable to take even a single step without feeling pain.
Dragging her exhausted body along, she began cleaning up the disheveled apartment.
Once tidied up, she adjusted her delicate form that radiated youthful vitality.
Looking at the marks left on the bed, floor, and table made Sakura clench her legs again as her breathing quickened.
As a succubus experiencing defeat during intimacy for the first time
Ultimately losing consciousness.
Sakuramachi Touko silently vowed that next time would be different.
"I'll make my move as soon as my body fully recovers!"
Unlike others who indulged and then forgot after enjoying themselves briefly, since waking up this time with memories fresh in her mind filled with youthfulness excited her just thinking about it.
Sakuramachi Touko felt somewhat strange but dismissed it as merely being due to encountering a man as strong as Aoki for the first time
'Surely his potency was several times greater than anyone'
It was understandable that she'd want more experiences like that.
However, shortly after extending another invitation to Aoki
Which he declined... she found herself desperate for other prey only then realizing how serious the situation truly was.
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Aoki faced off against Miyajima Sakura's father, Miyajima Sousuke, who was responsible for teaching the students.
The spectators, all apprentices from the sword dojo, watched with great interest as the fierce offensive and defensive battle unfolded on the field.
However, the receptionist who had previously delivered news about Aoki's visit looked on nervously, biting her lower lip from time to time, regret etched across her face.
If she hadn't been so talkative earlier and mentioned that Miss Miyajima had a suitor visiting, this confrontation might never have occurred.
As everyone knew, Miyajima Sousuke had a fondness for girls, but his reaction this time was excessive.
"Miyajima-san, I assure you I'm not Miyajima-senpai's boyfriend," Aoki explained while dodging an attack.
"We're just normal classmates. I came here to ask you something."
The bamboo sword strikes were fierce, yet Miyajima's maintained a stoic expression.
Initially thinking it was a joke when he heard his daughter's report, he realized the seriousness of the situation when Aoki introduced himself.
He had often overheard his daughter whispering this boy's name recently.
Now that he had asked her to transfer to another school, Aoki had dared to come directly to confront him.
"I must admit you are quite capable; no wonder you have the audacity to knock on my door," Miyajima Sousuke said after struggling to land a hit for some time.
However, his expression darkened further.
"Next, I'm going to get serious. Don't blame me for relying on my weapon; most of my skills lie in this bamboo sword."
He paused before adding earnestly, "From your stance, it seems you've learned how to fight. You don't need to hold back; let's compete seriously."
"Ah…"
Aoki scratched his head helplessly.
"Okay then, I'll take off my shirt first. This is the last one…"
A few days ago, he had made a mistake while playing with Himejima Akeno and ended up getting blood on himself during another encounter yesterday.
If he made another mistake today, he would be left without a uniform.
He needed to find an opportunity to inform Rias about this
In his memory, everyone wore proper attire during fights and surely had spare clothes available.
Once Aoki removed his shirt, the spectators, including Miyajima's couldn't help but display strange expressions on their faces.
They had already overestimated his strength based on his earlier movements but now realized they had underestimated him even more.
No one present could compare to Aoki's perfectly proportioned muscles and graceful lines brimming with strength
Not even Miyajima Sousuke himself.
This group of trainees had been training for at least two years and up to nearly ten years each.
Despite having a beautiful wife at home, Miyajima Sousuke prioritized maintaining peak physical condition over personal indulgences.
While everyone else watched in surprise and solemnity, the receptionist named Miyuna felt her previous worries dissipate upon seeing Aoki's physique.
She licked her lips enticingly, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
"Fight! Give it your all! Even if you can't win, I won't mind making up for it in other ways," she thought eagerly.
"Alright then, let's go," Aoki said as he fidgeted slightly before deciding to engage quickly in combat.
Kuoh Academy uniforms were stylish but restrictive for movement
He feared ruining his pants if he wasn't careful.
While using magic was an option for fighting at range, it posed disadvantages in close combat like what he was about to engage in.
"Ha! Ah!"
With renewed energy after taking a deep breath, Miyajima Sousuke launched a powerful attack toward Aoki.
Aoki remained vigilant.
Unlike the five yellow-haired opponents from yesterday, Miyajima Sousuke had already reached B-level proficiency in martial arts.
If he wasn't careful, several strikes could easily land on him.
There were also paths leading to A-level and S-level mastery in martial arts practice.
Aoki once asked Rias about these levels: an individual referred to as a Sword Master typically achieved A-level status while S-level denoted someone known as a Sword God.
Similar titles existed for other disciplines such as Martial Saint or Martial God
Each representing different realms of mastery achieved through rigorous training and integration of essence, energy, and spirit.
While possessing higher or lower special energy within one's body wasn't necessarily problematic for reaching these levels of skill development
Advancing further required collaboration with unique energies.