Night fell. After two hours of splashing in the pool, Haizaki Shogo emerged from the water, spotting his older brother waiting at the poolside with a towel.
He took the towel, drying the droplets off his body. After more than half a year together, Shogo had completely gotten used to his mother and older brother.
These two were the closest people to him in the world, and Shogo held them in deep respect and affection.
"Big brother, something wrong?"
"Nothing serious. I just wanted to talk. Mom said you transferred to a new school and your grades improved. You didn't bring shame to the Haizaki family."
Shogo remained speechless. Grades and family honor… really connected?
But thinking about it, maybe they were. Whether it was Akashi, Midorima Shintaro, or the recently acquainted Shimizu Rena, they were all from prestigious families.
These people pursued perfection or the pinnacle, whether in academics or hobbies.
"How's the new sports fencing and sanda training going?"
"It's okay, I guess."
"'Okay'? What does that mean? Are you aiming professionally? I heard from Mom that your fencing is already at a professional level."
"Professional? Haha, far from it. I'm still in middle school. Talking about pro-level is too early."
"True… a bit early, but no matter what you choose, I support you!"
"Of course! If you don't support me, who else in this world would?"
Hearing this, Haizaki Shoten's heart tightened, but he laughed to cover it.
"Right, I must support you!"
The two brothers chatted as they walked into the villa. Shogo prepared for a bath and bed.
It had been a fulfilling day—facing Daiki with all his strength, entering the Zone, utterly exhausted, then a heartwarming evening chat with his brother.
Shogo thought, if every day were like this, the world wouldn't be so bad.
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The next day was packed: daytime at the fencing hall, evening at the sanda gym.
At the fencing hall, Shogo, in full gear, stepped into the spacious indoor practice room, only to hear a familiar voice calling him.
"Shogo-kun, you're really here? I thought you were joking!"
"Yo, Shimizu-chan! You actually came to train fencing. Wise choice."
Shogo's eyes traveled over Shimizu Rena: nearly 175cm, tall and slender, a delicate face, curves in all the right places.
Ah… truly a top-tier beauty, school idol level. Perfect proportions.
Noticing Shogo's gaze, Rena spun, flipping her ponytail and asking boldly:
"So, what do you think?"
"Shimizu-chan, has no one asked you to model? Are they blind?"
"They have… but I refused. And my family wouldn't allow it anyway."
Shogo realized—strict upbringing in Japanese aristocratic families meant children's lifestyles, hobbies, and even friends were carefully chosen.
Praise from Shogo made Rena visibly happy, asking question after question. Shogo patiently answered until the arrival of their black-haired, long-haired, commanding beauty coach interrupted them.
"Rena, you two know each other?"
"Miyazaki-sensei, Shogo-kun is my classmate."
"Oh, what a coincidence."
Shogo noticed something unusual in Miyazaki's tone. Better make myself scarce. One woman alone is trouble enough, two together… even worse.
It's said that women from Yamashita are like tigers—cross them and you're done. Shogo silently agreed.
"Uh… Shimizu-chan, you continue with Miyazaki-sensei. I'm off to poke the head coach."
He slipped away, leaving the two women to themselves.
"Miyazaki-sensei, you knew Shogo-kun?"
"Yes. I trained him before you arrived."
"Wow! Miyazaki-sensei, tell me! How's Shogo-kun's fencing?"
"Very skilled, extremely talented. If you want to catch up, you'll need to work hard!"
Miyazaki's tone hinted at something more—but only she knew the full meaning.
Rena raised her little fists, psyching herself up, and under Miyazaki's sharp gaze, she stuck out her tongue and hopped onto the platform for one-on-one practice.
Meanwhile, Shogo, who had slipped away, launched a merciless attack against the tall, burly head coach of the fencing hall.
The coach was impressed—Shogo was truly a prodigy. He already started imagining how to nurture Shogo professionally.
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After training, at the fencing hall entrance, two stunning beauties awaited Shogo.
"Shogo-kun, let's go grab some coffee. We're parched."
"Sure, let's go!"
Miyazaki, now in professional attire, exuded a precise, mature, and sharp aura, irresistibly alluring.
Rena, in a fitted white top and black pleated skirt, had legs that made Shogo drool.
These two… a real contest of long legs.
Rena was easy—she liked Shogo and enjoyed seeing his fascination with her.
Miyazaki, however, noticed Shogo's wandering gaze and discreetly gave him a kick.
Shogo wasn't defenseless. Though he couldn't kick back, he could tease verbally:
"Watch out! I'll poke you! I'll poke you to death!"
Miyazaki blushed fiercely and ignored him, leading Rena along.
Rena, confused, called after them:
"Miyazaki-sensei, slow down! Wait for Shogo-kun!"
"I'm following, Rena! I'm thirsty today. Don't stop Miyazaki-sensei. She's walking fast because she wants to treat us!"
Miyazaki nearly wanted to kick him again but decided it wasn't worth the trouble.
At the café, with soothing music and a relaxing atmosphere, Shogo enjoyed the company of the two beauties. Occasionally, his mind wandered to mischievous thoughts, but he still appreciated the quiet, comfortable setting.
The evening's plan at the sanda gym could wait.
"Shimizu-chan, Miyazaki-sensei, I've got to head off first!"
"Goodbye, Shogo-kun!"
Miyazaki didn't even look at him, absorbed in her magazine—but her peripheral glance at Shogo's disappearing figure betrayed a hint of her thoughts.
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