Chapter 67 - Training

"Ah shit!" something prompted Takumi into jolting out of bed.

Kirika and Meril were still sound asleep even though the sun was up, seemingly for a long time. It was some sort of danger sense that caused Takumi to wake up, so wasting no time, he zoomed around the house as he got dressed.

But the gut feeling still hadn't disappeared, it seemed to be coming from his door!

As he rushed to the knob, turning it sharply, it opened. Standing a fair distance away from his porch was the source of this dangerous feeling: Misao, holding a fireball the size of a football in her palm.

The sudden appearance of Takumi startled her a bit as her eyes widened momentarily, she chuckled lightly before dissipating the attack.

"Glad you're up!" She commended sarcastically, before leaning to the side to take a look inside his house.

Seeing the state Kirika and Meril were in, she easily put two and two together to find out what transpired here last night.

"Don't ever get tired of fucking?! Ugh, c'mon let's get started." Misao made another provocative comment as she lead him to the training ground.

By now, Takumi was genuinely irritated. A cross-shaped vein could be seen pulsing in the side of his head as he stared at Misao's firm butt swaying.

"Couldn't you just knock instead of try to burn a hole through my window?!"

"But I did knock, you didn't answer."

Seeing no way to get through to Misao, Takumi just had to take this one as a loss.

Hmmm, weren't we going on a date before we transmigrated here? Takumi asked himself, his rod started to take over his brain in thinking due to him noticing Misao's figure which was quite appealing. Hah, she shall become my woman!

Takumi's facial expression changed from an irritated frown to a perverted sneer as he revelled in his own thoughts.

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On the training ground, they were both equipped with their weapons and set their clothes in a way they were more comfortable with. Takumi took the initiative to ask what this training session would involve.

"Well," Misao began, ignoring the weird change in Takumi's tone, "you and I are basically at the exact same level of strength for now, but from the results of that little sparring session, I could tell that your severe limitations in battle experience could be detrimental."

These words hurt Takumi a little. Severe limitations? I'm an expert fighter, a genius even! Hmph!

Misao continued.

"So I came up with this sort of 'tag team' fighting style which will incorporate our strengths and effectively negate our weaknesses."

Misao's explanation lasted about thirty minutes, the basis of her idea was the immense capabilities of her scythe attacks while she was airborne. Using Takumi's heightened agility, he would use different methods to keep her in the air as soon as possible.

"Any questions?" Misao asked after wrapping up her explanation.

Takumi was rubbing his temples trying to ease the pressure on his little brain. It took him some extra time to understand the information but he eventually did, so they were ready to start.

After summoning a golem the same size of a human, Takumi put away his sword seeing that he wouldn't need it mostly.

"Okay grab my hand. Remember I can only keep myself up for so long before the trajectory brings my back to you so be ready!" Misao have one last warning before extending her hand to Takumi.

He instantly took hold and a powerful grip caused him to wince. He ignored it and took a spin, his strength made her noticeable light as he threw her towards the golem.

Misao immediately took actions and got into a spinning motion with the scythe held close to her. She strongly resembled a rapidly spinning chakram and even producing a sound like a sawblade as she flew past the golem, leaving a large gash in its shoulder.

Takumi was in awe at this display of power, he was even more so after she was out of attacking range of the golem. Misao stopped spinning, but didn't lose altitude in the slightest. Instead, she bent her knees and propelled herself in another direction in midair!

In order to achieve this feat, Misao used her domain over the wind element to converge air beneath her feet, giving her a steady foothold in which she could propel herself and continue the aerial assault.

Misao continued this attack for an unknown amount of time, the golem tried desperately to land a hit but failed miserablely. Misao's speed completely overwhelmed it.

After leaving a miryad of cuts on the golem, she eventually lost her trajectory as she predicted and was headed towards Takumi.

Sadly, he was dazed and Misao ended up crashing right into him. The blow seemed painful as they rolled across the ground a couple times and when they finally came to a stop, they were in quite an awkward position.

For some reason, both Takumi's palms were gripped strongly on Misao's breasts, while his face was buried between them. They were both frozen in shock.

Wow! I didn't expect them to feel this good! Takumi thought as he savoured the feeling of Misao's breasts in his palm and against his face.

"Get! Off! Me!"

*Bam!~*

Misao landeda devastating punch to Takumi's face, launching him off her body and into the golem's. She was fuming as she dusted herself off and walked over to him.

"You filthy womanizer! Get up!... Eh?"

Misao was ready to scold him for violating her and dozing off during training but she saw that she couldn't. His eyes were swirling and blood trickled from his nose, he was down for the count with a weird, wiggly smile on his face.

"Hmph!"

Misao just left him there.