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Chapter 43 - 300 Rounds

On Sunday, Haizaki Shogo finally slept in. The exhaustion from yesterday's game had taken its toll, and his body needed a long rest to recover.

But the moment he opened his eyes, a gray-white furry bundle had already darted into his room and perched at the edge of the bed, quietly calling.

Shogo reached out a hand and lifted the little creature. Its tiny tongue licked his hand over and over, unbelievably cute and obedient.

After putting it down, Shogo got out of bed, quickly washed up, and went to the living room. His mother had already set aside a bag of milk, a slice of bread, and a perfectly fried sunny-side-up egg.

Ever since Shogo had refused to eat raw eggs, his mother had made him a fried egg each time. It was a small gesture, but it filled him with the warmth of family love.

After breakfast, Shogo casually threw on a jacket and went out for a walk with his furry companion.

The mid-morning sun, around 10:30, wasn't harsh. Its warmth on his skin was soothing, making Shogo feel completely relaxed.

At that moment, he looked every bit the part of someone casually walking a dog—leisurely and carefree.

After circling the park, his companion panting and sticking its tongue out to cool down, Shogo led it back to the villa at a leisurely pace.

Back home, his mother, who had returned from grocery shopping, had already started preparing lunch. Feeling a bit bored, Shogo washed his hands and offered to help her.

After lunch and a one-hour rest, Shogo grabbed his basketball and sports bag and headed to the fencing hall.

The Sunday fencing hall was busy, every piste filled with students.

Dressed in full protective gear, Shogo scanned the hall. A mischievous smile crossed his face as he walked toward a particular piste, moving with a playful, almost "bootlicking" gait.

On the piste, two agile and elegant figures were dueling back and forth. Their heights were nearly identical, though one had slightly more curves.

The black-haired, straight-haired Miyazaki, standing around 180 cm, had a mature and sexy physique. The tight protective gear highlighted her curves brilliantly.

As a result, Shogo couldn't tear his eyes away, constantly swallowing.

Meanwhile, the 175 cm Shimizu Rena had grown taller recently, her long, straight legs drawing attention.

Shogo's gaze flicked between the rising and falling curves and the straight, rounded legs, mumbling to himself: Wow! Amazing!

He didn't need to observe the rest of the hall—he could feel that many eyes were watching the duel. But bold enough to step forward and strike up conversation? That was only Shogo.

This caused many distracted students on the pistes to falter, defeated by their opponents.

Even in mixed-gender pairings, several girls dealt heavy blows.

But none of this concerned Shogo. At this point, he picked up two clean white towels and willingly set about currying favor.

"Yo! Isn't this our cold, noble, pure, elegant… Miyazaki-senpai? Tired? Here, let me wipe your sweat."

After a series of compliments, the black-haired Miyazaki gave him a disdainful glance but accepted the towel, removing her mask and wiping the sweat from her flawless face.

Shogo didn't dare stare too closely, fearing he might get struck by her foil.

He turned and handed the other towel to a blushing Shimizu Rena.

"And for our graceful, stunning, otherworldly Shimizu-chan, here's one for you."

Rena accepted the towel shyly and wiped her own face.

Rejected, Shogo didn't mind, simply smiling to hide his embarrassment.

Spotting the envious glances of other men in the hall, he shouted loudly:

"Come on! Who wants to face me for three hundred rounds?"

Immediately, several people responded.

"I'll go!"

"Count me in!"

"Me too!"

Shogo smiled and called them one by one onto the piste.

These challengers were brave. Eager to show off in front of the beautiful women, they walked onto the piste without fear, ready to face Shogo's relentless assaults.

Because Shogo's strength, agility, and reflexes had improved recently, none of them were on his level. Today, he could easily rival a professional athlete.

One by one, they fell to Shogo's skill, becoming sacrifices for his endurance training.

After defeating the last boastful challenger, Shogo didn't even realize he was the one who had been acting arrogantly. With an air of "I am number one," he approached the two beauties.

The black-haired Miyazaki coach rolled her eyes in disdain, while Shimizu offered a shy smile.

"Let's go. Coffee's on me!"

"Hah! With that attitude, I thought you'd take us out for a fancy meal."

"~Haha!"

Well, Shogo had to yield to Miyazaki's disdain. He was still a student with no income—how could he afford a fancy meal for two?

So he silently followed the self-proclaimed "big sister" Miyazaki as she left the training room to change.

In the café, soft music floated in the air like a gentle breeze.

Shogo sipped the rich chocolate coffee that Rena recommended for quick recovery while flipping through a magazine, glancing sideways at the two stunning women.

Why are there so many beautiful girls in this world?

They were either sexy and charming or cute and kawaii. Living in this manga-like world was strangely pleasant.

His thoughts wandered. Shogo stared at the magazine without blinking.

Lost in daydreams about the world, he was gently snapped back by Rena's light tap.

He looked up at the girl studying him and asked, somewhat confused:

"What's wrong, Shimizu-chan?"

"Shogo-kun, what are you thinking? You've been staring at that magazine for over half an hour."

"Oh, the magazine is interesting. I just wanted to look a bit more."

Miyazaki, sitting opposite, said in a tone that clearly meant "I don't buy it for a second":

"Interesting, huh? How come I didn't see you turn any pages? What's in this magazine anyway?"

"Uh… oh… ah… Shimizu-chan, can you lend me your homework tomorrow? And your notes."

"Don't change the subject, pervert."

Time passed slowly amid Shogo's awkwardness, Rena's girlish laughter, and Miyazaki's teasing.

When they left the café, Shogo grabbed a free poster from the table, stuffed it into his backpack, and followed the two beauties step by step.

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