Kairen glanced toward the Scholar's side—and instantly saw Mai Sakurajima's stunning, seductive outfit.
Mai encouraged him softly, her tone gentle and soothing.
"Kairen, you can do it! I believe in you—you're the best!"
"Youth! Burn bright!"
Flames seemed to flicker in Kairen's eyes. The energy of youth burned through his body as adrenaline surged wildly inside him.
Power coursed through his limbs, and his speed gradually increased.
Ten minutes later, Kairen's pace began to slow.
Panting heavily, he gasped for air and said to the two axe-wielding executioners,
"Come on, chop off my head already."
The Scholar shook his head.
"Main body, you can't always rely on your resurrection ability. This is the perfect time to train your willpower."
Kairen lay flat on the ground.
"Train my willpower, my ass. I've already got cheats—why am I still working myself to death like this?"
Mai walked up to him and gently rubbed his forehead with her hand.
"Kairen, get up. You're the greatest man in the world."
Kairen smirked.
"Don't try to trick me into working harder. You're just a mass of my chakra."
Mai's voice remained just as tender.
"Kairen, I'm just like the real Mai."
But Kairen still wouldn't get up.
What really made him uncomfortable was that Mai was his chakra—chakra that carried his own information flow. It felt like another version of himself was trying to seduce him.
The Scholar stepped forward, pushing up his nonexistent glasses as he explained:
"A shadow clone is simply a mass of chakra that carries the main body's information flow. Because of this, people tend to think shadow clones have gender—but that's actually wrong."
"Cannon and the Thief are shadow clones with strong subjectivity, so they appear masculine. We, on the other hand, are neutral. If the subjectivity leans toward the feminine, the clone manifests as female."
He adjusted the imaginary glasses again and continued,
"Of course, if we remove the part of the information flow that belongs to the main body's essence, we can perfectly create an anime character! In other words—your wives from your previous life."
Kairen stared at the beautiful gray-haired girl.
"Really?"
Mai smiled softly.
"Of course it's true, Kairen. I'm your Mai—gentle, and yours alone."
Excitement surged through Kairen's heart. He struggled to his feet, rekindled with determination, and began running around the track once more.
The Scholar sneered coldly.
"That's the power of the Kairen Trap!"
Another ten minutes passed. Sweat drenched Kairen's entire body. His eyes barely stayed open as he collapsed onto the ground, completely exhausted.
The Scholar approached with Mai at his side.
Kairen waved weakly.
"...I'm done. Don't try to tempt me again—not even you, Mai."
Suddenly, a bright, lively voice called out.
"Darling! Get up, let's run together!"
Kairen cracked his eyes open slightly.
A pink-haired beauty in a white swimsuit stood before him—Zero Two—radiant and refreshing like a summer breeze.
Once again, Moku Kairen burned with passion!
He shot to his feet, pushing forward step by step despite the crushing weight on his body.
Mai cheered beside him, jumping excitedly.
"Kairen, you're amazing~"
"Keep going! Keep going! One more lap! Just one more!"
Fueled by the encouragement of the two beautiful girls, Kairen ran another twenty laps before finally collapsing to the ground, completely drained—even his voice gone.
Mai and Zero Two crouched beside him, still cheering, but Kairen refused to move.
Even when they rubbed against him playfully, he lay there like a corpse.
The Scholar gave another cold laugh.
"Don't I know the main body too well? This time, let's go with a queen type."
He pointed to another shadow clone.
"Go on, transform into a domineering Artoria! That'll make him behave for sure!"
The shadow clone nodded and formed a hand seal.
"Hundred Transformations!"
A delicate silver boot stomped on Kairen's head, twisting slightly.
Fury flared inside him.
"Who dares! Trying to rebel against me?"
He turned his head—
A blonde girl stood before him, wearing a silver suit of armor and a blue cape.
"My King?!"
"Moku Kairen, get up. Is this all you're capable of?"
Her royal authority pressed down on him like an overwhelming weight.
Kairen's spirit rose under that pressure. Being looked down upon by such a strong, regal woman—his beloved King Arthur—stirred his pride as a man.
He gritted his teeth and stood up, facing the three beautiful girls.
"Today, I'll show you what it means to be a real man!"
"AAAAAHHH!"
Kairen roared toward the sky and began running again, carrying nearly six hundred jin of weights on his back.
One lap! Two laps! Three laps! Four laps...
Ten laps! Eleven laps! Twelve laps...
As time passed, Kairen's speed gradually slowed again.
"Moku Kairen, faster! My knights have more endurance than you!"
Bit by bit, Kairen was lured in, his physical potential squeezed to its limit.
Inside his body, the Senju cells continuously repaired themselves, while the Nine-Tails' chakra stimulated his growth. His strength burst forth like a gushing spring.
"Ding! Congratulations, host. Senju Clan Sage Body has advanced to Intermediate level!"
A surge of fiery energy erupted inside him, reinvigorating his limbs. The lactic acid in his muscles vanished, and the pain across his body dissolved completely.
Kairen's physique underwent subtle changes—his chakra pathways widened, his chakra reserves growing even more abundant.
Now, he could create another three hundred shadow clones.
Seeing Kairen break through his limit, the Scholar ordered two shadow clones to step forward and transform into weighted garments that layered onto Kairen's arms.
In an instant, the total load on his body reached one ton.
Kairen's pace slowed again, every movement a struggle. The three beautiful girls beside him each used their own ways to cheer him on, endlessly pushing him to go further.
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