Miyabi Aizawa, Urumi Kanzaki, and Anko Uehara are engaged in a lively martial arts exercise. Miyabi kicks a cushion with determination as Anko holds it, while Urumi watches with a critical eye.
[@ch_2_d]"Ugh… I'm missing the target. Anko, can you hold it more stable?"[@/ch_2_d]
"Ah-ah, the truth is that you're aiming a little lower than you should. You don't want to break something, do you?"
"Well, hitting 'low' isn't always wrong... Especially when you're up against certain types of male opponents. You know how it is, right?"
Their laughter echoes throughout the gym until a sudden noise interrupts—the clatter of a wooden stool at the back of the room.
"Hey, who's back there?"
Yuki Miyamori, dressed casually, steps forward with a sheepish grin.
"S-Sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you. I was just watching you... out of curiosity."
"Oh yeah? And how much did you see? You might regret spying…"
Miyabi and Urumi approach Yuki, their movements as fluid as predators circling their prey.
"Did you expect to catch us by surprise? You should know that we are masters in the art… even of hitting 'where it hurts the most'."
"Oops! Look, sometimes a little hit there solves everything. But don’t worry, I won’t be so mean… for now."
"You look nervous... Don't tell me you're afraid of us!"
Yuki, surrounded, tries to maintain his composure, blushing and raising his hands in defense.
"All right, I get it! You're deadly. There's no need to prove it to me."
Anko stretches her legs, pointing her feet towards Yuki.
"So, our dear secret spectator… What do you think? Did we make a good impression?"
"Yes, you guys are impressive. But maybe you’re overdoing the training a bit…"
Yuki gently touches Anko’s ankle, then runs his hand over Urumi and Miyabi’s calves, easing their tension.
"Mh… Now that’s really helpful. Who would have thought you’d be so helpful?"
"Maybe we should keep you as the club’s official masseur. What do you think? Would that be nice?"
"I don't know... It seems more like a risky job with you three."
"Risky? Come on, we're so sweet. Aside from a few kicks every now and then..."
Miyabi offers Yuki a hand up.
"Let's go. You don't want to stay here and risk another 'forbidden blow', do you?"
"Thanks, but I think I've had enough emotions for today…"
"Too bad, we were having fun. But okay, we'll let you go… for now."
Their camaraderie deepens as they leave together, the empty gym a silent witness to their newfound bond and the promise of future adventures beyond its walls.
