Chương 12: Work it

Running Lia's classes had made Tim lose track of time, and it also took most of his concentration. He had been sitting in the teachers' lounge blankly staring at the wall for the last four hours. Drool had been leaking from his mouth for hours—he could tell by the napkins that some other teacher must have placed on his lap. Tim sighed.

"This isn't going to help my image among the other teachers." Controlling two bodies at once when one needed a lot of concentration hadn't been mastered yet. Tim lowered his concentration on Lia, putting her in a lotus position on her bed and cycling qi.

"Cultivation is less boring with two bodies," he thought. Tim saw he was already late for training and started running to his car. Riku had been waiting for Tim at the front of the dojo but decided to walk in when it seemed like he was a no-show. She saw a petite blonde girl, maybe around her age, already speaking earnestly with Master Kurokawa. The girl had long dyed blonde hair and wore an oversized sweater that seemed to swallow her small frame.

"Please, Sensei," the girl was saying, bowing repeatedly.

"I know I don't look like much, but I'm serious about training. I'll work harder than anyone else here, I promise. I need this," she stammered as tears of determination sprang forward in her eyes. Master Kurokawa studied her with those penetrating eyes.

"And what drives this sudden dedication to martial arts, young lady?"

"I... I need to become stronger," she said, her voice quivering slightly.

"Not just physically, but mentally. I feel like I'm losing control of myself, and I think training might help me find balance again." The desperation in her voice was palpable. Whatever had happened to her recently had shaken her to her core, and she was grasping for anything that might help her regain stability.

"Very well, you shall train under Yui with fatty," the old master said slowly.

"And you must be Riku, who fatty mentioned," the old man stated, looking at Riku.

"Ah, who's fatty?" Riku asked hesitantly. Just then, Tim burst through the door, sweating and out of breath.

"Sorry! Sorry I'm late! Traffic was—" Riku understood.

"Ah yes, I am the one fatty mentioned."

"Ah, pharmacy pervert," the blonde girl stammered, recognizing Tim immediately. Tim's face went red as he realized this was the girl who had called him out at the pharmacy.

"I wasn't being a pervert! I was just trying to help!"

"Help by approaching random girls at night?" she shot back, though her voice lacked the earlier venom—she seemed more focused on her training goals than past grievances. Master Kurokawa watched this exchange with amusement.

"It seems you all have met before. Good. Familiarity will make training easier. Yui!" he called out.

"Three students for conditioning tonight." Yui emerged from the back room with that predatory smile that meant someone was about to suffer.

"Oh, this is going to be fun." Yui had them start doing jumping jacks. Tim couldn't help but look at Riku. Damn, this girl was hiding a rocking body under her normal baggy clothes. Those tits bouncing up and down, tight thin waist with widening hips all packaged into a small 5'2" frame. Himari narrowed her eyes as Tim feasted on Riku.

"How does Riku know the old man pervert?" Himari asked.

"He's my English teacher," Riku panted between jumping jacks not having noticed tims predatory stare.

"Your teacher?" Himari's eyebrows shot up.

"That's even worse! What kind of creepy teacher asks his student to meet him at a martial arts dojo?"

"It's not like that!" Tim protested, nearly stumbling mid-jump.

"We just... have similar interests in fitness." Yui cracked her whip—literally, she had produced an actual whip from somewhere.

"Less talking, more jumping! And fatty, eyes forward or you'll be doing extra push-ups!" Tim's face burned red as he forced himself to look straight ahead. Between controlling two bodies, being called out for checking out his student, and the growing suspicion from Himari, this training session was already a disaster. He wanted to say "Riku is the pervert—she has been sending me dick pictures," but it wasn't believable to any sane person.

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"Hmm," Master Kurokawa observed from the sidelines, stroking his beard.

"Interesting dynamics. Yui, increase the intensity. Let's see how they handle stress." Riku caught Tim's eyes on her chest. Locking gazes with Tim, Lia received a message at the same time. Varek sent: "You can see Riku's if I can see Lia's." Then Riku gave him a wink. Tim nearly choked mid-jumping jack. The audacity of this girl! Here he was trying to maintain some semblance of professionalism while she was actively blackmailing him through their cultivation world personas.

And that wink—it was like she was enjoying watching him squirm.

"Focus, fatty!" Yui snapped her whip again.

"Your form is terrible!" Himari was still glaring between Tim and Riku, clearly sensing some kind of inappropriate dynamic but unable to put her finger on exactly what it was.

"There's definitely something weird going on here," she muttered. Meanwhile, Lia quickly typed back to Varek: "You're impossible. We're supposed to be training, not playing games." But even as she sent the message, she couldn't help but feel a strange thrill from their secret communication. The dangerous game they were playing—flirting through their other bodies while maintaining their Earth personas—was becoming more addictive than she wanted to admit. That's until a fresh nude popped up on her communicator.

Tim choked on saliva.

"Pervert, pervert," Lia furiously typed as Riku smirked at him. Tim sighed—what a little horn dog. But he still half contemplated the picture swap.

"No, no," he berated himself.

"That's a student. You won't prove stereotypes correct."

"Are you okay, old man. Are two pretty young girls too much for you?" Himari asked, noticing Tim's sudden coughing fit during the jumping jacks.

"Fine, fine," Tim wheezed, trying to regain his composure while Riku continued that infuriating smirk. The girl was absolutely shameless, using Varek's body to torment him while maintaining perfect innocence in person. Yui raised an eyebrow.

"If you can't handle basic cardio, fatty, maybe you should stick to teaching English."

"He's just out of shape," Riku said sweetly, though her eyes sparkled with mischief.

"I think Tim-sensei would make a much prettier girl," Riku jabbed at him. Tim's eye twitched. The girl was absolutely relentless, and the fact that she wasn't entirely wrong made it worse. Meanwhile, Lia was still furiously messaging Varek that dick pics weren't cool and only asshole guys sent them, which only seemed to encourage Riku's behavior more.

"Enough training!" Yui screamed after almost 90 minutes of hard training.

"Time for meditation practice. Perhaps sitting still will help you all... focus." Tim was drenched in sweat and gasping for air, while both Riku and Himari looked significantly less worse for wear. The difference in their fitness levels was painfully obvious.

"Sit in lotus position," Master Kurokawa instructed, gesturing to the meditation mats.

"We will practice basic breathing techniques." As they settled into position, Tim tried to ignore Riku's continued smirking. The girl was enjoying this way too much. Himari, meanwhile, was still shooting suspicious glances between them. The sexual tension was palpable, but why did it seem like Tim wasn't so much the pervert with those creepy smirks from Riku? Himari frowned as she watched the dynamic between teacher and student. Something was definitely off here.

Tim looked uncomfortable and flustered, while Riku seemed to be the one initiating whatever weird energy was between them. Maybe she'd misjudged the situation at the pharmacy.

"Focus on your breathing," Master Kurokawa said softly.

"Let the energy flow naturally through your channels." Tim closed his eyes, grateful for the reprieve from Riku's teasing looks. But even in meditation, he could feel her presence nearby, and worse, Lia was still getting increasingly inappropriate messages from Varek that were making it impossible to concentrate. Riku, meanwhile, was practically vibrating with mischievous energy. Having Varek's confidence and testosterone influencing her was making her bolder than she'd ever been in her life.

The power dynamic between her and Tim was intoxicating—she was the one in control for once.

"Some of you may experience unusual sensations," the master continued, his ancient eyes opening to study his three newest students with growing interest. Tim felt it. The tiniest amount of qi move through his body. Teaching the students earlier had helped him with the basics once again. The sensation was incredible—like warm honey flowing through invisible channels beneath his skin. It was nothing compared to the roaring torrents of qi in Lia's body, but here on Earth where qi was almost non existent.

Master Kurokawa's eyes sharpened as he observed Tim's breathing pattern change.

"Interesting. You're circulating energy naturally." Himari opened her eyes, looking confused.

"I feel... something. Like electricity under my skin." Riku's smirk faded as she too felt the strange warmth spreading through her limbs. Having Varek's cultivation knowledge made her recognize what was happening immediately—they were actually cultivating qi on Earth. The problem was it was so thin that it would take decades to reach level 1 qi refining. After cultivating on Earth, all of them left the gym in a daze. Lia was ticked off by vareks sexual flirting and decided to take the initiative.

Riku had male confidence, but with great hormones comes blue balls. Lia took a picture from her chest down to her feet. Her perfect round breasts with hard nipples flowing down to the across long legs down to cute painted feet that she turned slightly inwards. Women didn't truly understand that cute feet were also a kill shot to men. Varek got the message and his breath deepened. Riku blushing bright red whispered to herself.

Game on Tim, Game on Tim was breathing heavy as Lia as her faced burned but she felt something she never felt before. Fuck own goal Tim muttered.