Chapter 183:

Chapter 183:

Shark's Training Part

[Bam! Bam!]

"That's it, one-two! Use your legs. Use them more forcefully!"

"Ugh!"

The sound of Shark hitting the sandbag reverberates in the antechamber of the refrigerated dungeon. Because I'm training Shark, who came over after school, at my place.

[Bam! Bam!]

"Come on! Step into it more firmly! Don't hesitate! Step in as if you're going to tackle them!"

Sweating, Shark hits the sandbag in training attire. Wearing a stylish navy and gray top with pants that don't hinder her movement.

As I watch from behind, I adjust my sunglasses.

Yes, in my mind, I always wear sunglasses as a coach. Not to hide my gaze from Shark's impressive high school girl bust or fresh high school girl hips, but to conceal my tendency to glance at them.

[Bam! Bam!]

"Don't rest now! Your pace is dropping! Thirty seconds left!"Updated from n0velb(i)n.c(o)/m

A moment alone with a cute high school girl. But there's no hint of sweetness in the air; tension fills the antechamber.

But that's how it should be. Shark's wrists and ankles are wrapped in mucus tubes under the dungeon's pale light, and thick mucus is wound around her waist, connecting to the back wall. Without exerting enough force, she'd topple backward in an instant.

And the sandbag Shark is hitting isn't just a regular sandbag. It's a mucus sandbag with elasticity resembling flesh, hanging from the ceiling in large droplets.

Yes This is the dungeon hole' for Shark, who sought coaching from me to defeat the detestable antagonist.

"All right, two-minute break! Use it to catch your breath properly! Meditative breathing!"

"Haah! Haah! Haah!"

As Shark collapses backward, pulled by the mucus tubes, she tries to regulate her breath, lying on her back.

(Despite being strong-willed, she has a lot of guts)

I've trained Ruu and others with the same training menu when they came over, but none were as committed as Shark. Of course, they're doing it seriously, but not as intensely.

(But maybe it's also because she has a strong dislike for her Aikido classmates.)

It might seem like I'm encouraging fights, but I know Shark isn't the type to engage in malicious bullying. I want to support her. Well, the main reason might be, "Losing is frustrating!"

Shark puffs her cheeks and gets angry, but she seems to have understood. Good, now it's time for practice.

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"Like this from a stance with both arms firmly guarding the head move in as if you're going to tackle them, then use the trembling leg for an elbow strike!"

[Zupaaan!!]

"Ugh!!"

The mucus sandbag, struck by my right elbow using the trembling leg, bursts and explodes behind it, shaking the entire antechamber vigorously, and pounding on our eardrums.

"Hey! If you hit something like that, you'll kill a classmate! What are you teaching me?!"

Shark, perhaps terrified by its excessive power, approaches me with a pale face.

"No, this is just a demonstration. Don't use such techniques seriously, alright? Besides in real combat, your abilities might not even be half as effective."

When I teach, I teach properly. And I don't indiscriminately teach such dangerous techniques to anyone.

Although Shark seems to be in conflict with her Aikido classmates, I know she's the type to protect her classmates in case of monster attacks, so I teach her these dangerous techniques.

In that sense, I respect Shark.

"If you reach out, your joints will be manipulated and you'll be thrown away. So, just don't reach out. And also, Iron Mountain Leaning Body and Low Hip Push!"

[Zupaaan!! Zupaaan!!]

Struck by Iron Mountain Leaning Body and Low Hip Push, the mucus sandbag bursts into pieces.

By the way, the trembling leg and Iron Mountain Leaning Body are techniques of Baguazhang, one of the Chinese martial arts. It's probably a very famous martial art even in Japan, through games and manga. And Low Hip Push is a pseudo-derivative technique using the trembling leg.

"Incredible! That huge sandbag exploded into pieces in an instant!"

"Haha, impressive, right? You'll master all of these techniques as well."

"R-Really!?"

"Yes, really. And I've already arranged a suitable sparring partner for you."

"A sparring partner? Wait, is it Machi?"

"No, it's not her. Well then, since it's a good opportunity, let me introduce you."

Telling Shark to wait there, I head towards the door to the first basement floor. Hehehehe