The second he blocked it, Yuu Hoshimiya regretted it. If Akane Koizumi discovered he could resist the effects of her magic, all his previous efforts would go down the drain.
But before he could dwell on that worry, a scene unfolded before his eyes that made his heart race and his eyes bulge, nearly causing him to gasp in awe. Akane had unbuttoned her sailor suit and was removing her white shirt. Right in front of Yuu, the girl shed the upper half of her uniform. Then, with a graceful reach of her hand, the light uniform skirt fluttered to the floor.
Suddenly, only a set of vivid, rose-colored lingerie remained on her perfect teenage body. The late afternoon sun slanted through the bedroom window, its golden rays falling on her snow-white skin and crimson hair, casting a halo around her. It turned the already erotic scene into something ethereal and dreamlike.
But that wasn't the end. Akane's slender, pale arms reached behind her back, unhooking her bra and tossing it onto the bed. Then, she placed a hand on her waist, pulling down her sexy panties while slightly bending over to lift one jade-like leg. The triangular scrap of fabric, carrying the faint scent of a young girl, drifted past Yuu's face, nearly brushing against him.
Tearing his gaze away from the tempting panties, Yuu stared straight ahead, trying his best to maintain the facade of being blinded by magic.
Perhaps he was too excited and his acting faltered, or perhaps it was a woman's natural intuition, but the completely naked Akane suddenly frowned and looked at Yuu suspiciously. She moved her long, beautiful legs—at least 120cm of pure perfection—and swayed her hips to stand right in front of him, hands on her waist, staring intensely into his handsome face.
She stopped only when they were close enough to feel each other's breath. She scrutinized him with deep suspicion. Yuu's entire field of vision was occupied by her; he couldn't even shift his eyes to distract himself.
A soul-stirring landscape lay before him. She truly was a mysterious and beautiful high school witch. At only seventeen, she possessed a beauty that could enchant the world, and at this moment, her allure was doubled. No wonder she became so obsessed when she realized Kaito Kuroba wasn't smitten with her—it wasn't love, it was pure competitive pride, and she had dug her own grave.
But Kaito only cared about magic and phantom thievery, treating her like a tool or a "simp." Now that Yuu was here, he would definitely help Akane escape that ridiculous fate. Before that, he would unceremoniously accept the "benefits" the witch was personally providing.
The sexy high schooler was completely defenseless, her breathtaking body fully exposed. If Yuu simply reached out, he could take those perky, rounded breasts into his palms and play with them at will. His gaze drifted down to her slender waist and flat, milky-white belly. If I planted a mark right here, it would look beautiful... he thought instinctively.
Her rounded, firm buttocks were behind her, so he could only see the full curves from the sides, yet it was enough to spark endless fantasies. Then there were those long, straight legs, now free from their black stockings—absolute masterpieces. He could play with them for a year if they were in white silk.
As for the most mysterious "Witch's Garden," he couldn't see much. Akane's thighs were pressed together, showing only two plump, pale curves. However, from the tiny glimpse he got, the witch was a natural "White Tiger" (completely hairless). Yuu had wondered if her "flower bush" would also be crimson like her hair, but it seemed he couldn't verify that yet. Still, being hairless was great; it would be delicious and smooth to use and eat.
As Yuu's thoughts spiraled out of control, Akane, after a moment of confrontation, finally confirmed her suspicion. Setting aside his dark red eyes that kept darting up and down and his increasingly heavy breathing, even a fool would notice the "tent" pitched in his trousers. There was no helping it; he was young and vigorous, and "Little Yuu" simply couldn't be controlled under such stimulation. Given his "substantial assets," it was hard not to notice.
Seeing Akane's face darken, Yuu knew he was busted. In that case...
He looked at the snowy, rounded mounds before him and hardened his heart. He reached out. Even if he didn't learn magic, he wasn't going to let his efforts go to waste. Since he was exposed, he might as well take some liberties. He wasn't just being a pervert or seeking death; he could tell Akane had a decent opinion of him. Furthermore, though she was a witch, she was merely arrogant, not malicious. Even if he truly angered her, his life wouldn't be in danger. Besides, she was the one who used magic on him first.
Yuu's large hands instantly captured the girl's softness, expertly kneading and teasing the flesh. Akane hadn't expected him to be so bold and froze in shock. It wasn't until a strange, wonderful sensation she had never experienced before shot through her chest that she recoiled like a startled rabbit.
Escaping his grip, Akane held her chest, her teeth gritted and her face flushing between white and red. She glared at him with righteous fury. "I originally intended to just use magic to erase your memory of this, but it seems I need to give you a lesson first!"
Yuu shrugged. Man proposes, God disposes. At this point, he could only take things as they came. Heaven knew why she sought him out only to strip naked in front of him. Did she think she could do whatever she wanted just because she knew magic? Well, against a normal person, she could...
Seeing crimson light swirl around Akane, Yuu took the initiative. He lunged forward and scooped up her long legs, lifting her in a bridal carry. Akane struggled instinctively, but her strength was like a kitten's to Yuu; he didn't even budge. Feeling his hot, large hands roaming over her smooth thighs, Akane nearly went mad. She tried to break free, forgetting for a moment to even use her magic.
Without magic, she was no match for Yuu. If he just stood there and let her hit him, she'd probably be the one getting hurt. By the time she snapped out of it, Yuu had explored almost her entire body. He had touched everything—both the places he should and shouldn't.
Suddenly, Akane cast a spell that made Yuu's body feel heavy, as if his strength had vanished. It only lasted a second, but it was enough for her to break free. In the next instant, the naked witch grabbed her grimoire from the desk.
Standing by the window, Akane intended to use a powerful spell, but she suddenly realized her state and moved away from the glass. Despite her barrier, Yuu's presence made her anxious.
In reality, Yuu was an anomaly. His "Soul" stat was so high he was immune to mental magic. He had to take physical-effect magic like a man, but Akane was young. While talented, she wasn't a master and often relied on props. Combined with Yuu's powerful physique, he shook off the effect quickly.
Akane's momentary hesitation gave Yuu time to react. He knew she wouldn't kill him, but he didn't like leaving his safety in someone else's hands. He had intended to play along to gather intel, but now he had to use force to seize total control. He had to try; after all, Akane didn't actually feel dangerous to him.
His instincts were correct. Once they clashed, Akane, a step too slow, was virtually defenseless. A mage caught in close quarters by a warrior is in trouble, and the bedroom was too small for her to escape—especially while naked.
Not everyone was like Yuu, whose strength exploded across two lifetimes. Akane's magic was a "dimensionality reduction strike" against normal people, but she was just a seventeen-year-old girl with no combat experience. Even a hitman like Spider had used her against Kaito Kid because she couldn't counter-attack effectively. If Yuu had known this, he might have approached her more aggressively from the start.
But this worked too. Violence solves many things, though not everything. His subtle approach had paid off; if she hadn't been overconfident and brought him to her room, he wouldn't have seized the initiative so easily.
Backed into a corner, the naked witch looked miserable. She had cast multiple spells in seconds, but Yuu either dodged them or interrupted them before they could manifest. Her proud mental magic—her ultimate trump card against the world—was useless against him. For a witch, mental magic was the foundation of their superiority; a simple suggestion or fog was usually enough to remain undefeated. But she had met Yuu, whose mental resistance was naturally maxed out and further bolstered by his stats.
He was like a man with Herculean strength; even without technique, he could crush any opposition in a direct contest of wills.
Once he held the advantage, Yuu relaxed. Seeing Akane stop her assault, he stopped pressing her. After all, he was the one who wanted something from her. As he stopped, Akane gradually calmed down. Her slender fingers traced the cover of her grimoire, the crimson magical light at her fingertips flickering out.
Looking at the confident, composed Yuu, the witch wisely abandoned her last-ditch schemes. "Who are you exactly? Why did you approach me on purpose?" she asked, her voice carrying a hint of cold pressure. She stared into his dark red eyes, trying to read him.
Yuu raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk on his lips. "Weren't you the one who sought me out, Koizumi-san?"
Akane winced, unable to argue. After a long silence, she muttered, "Can I put some clothes on first?"
Her naked body was a feast for the eyes, but for the sake of learning magic, Yuu agreed. Truth be told, it was his first time "fighting" a naked woman. It was difficult; those bouncing "snow rabbits" and the glimpses of her pink, pure flower valley were far too distracting. Only his immense willpower and his history with many beauties kept him from slipping up.
He picked up her sailor suit and skirt, handing them to her. He stayed right there, enjoying the private "dressing show." Akane's face was beet red. She wanted to refuse, but feared he would just take her clothes away again. She gritted her teeth and pulled on her uniform.
Yuu's burning gaze made her flustered, but being covered brought some relief—even if the sensation of wearing the uniform without underwear felt incredibly strange. It was shameful, yet exciting... No! Don't think like that! She needed to solve this and change properly. She had to stop those thoughts before she developed some weird fetish.
Ah, young little witch... Yuu sighed internally. He felt more confident about the negotiations now. Above all, he realized she couldn't hurt him. As for her using magic against those around him... Akane wasn't that type of person, and their conflict wasn't that deep. In the end, Yuu's only active "crime" was reaching out his hand. The rest was 80% her own doing.
Akane tidied her clothes and held her grimoire tightly for security. She looked at him, suppressing her complex emotions. "Hoshimiya-sensei, you are definitely not an ordinary person. What is it you want?"
She was certain he wasn't normal, yet she detected no trace of supernatural energy. Even in combat, he relied purely on physical stats and technique. Plans changed; Yuu hadn't expected to lay his cards on the table so soon, but there was no point in hiding now.
He looked at her exquisite face, choosing his words carefully. He couldn't use "magic" as a shield with an actual witch. "I felt a sense of kinship when I saw you, Koizumi-san. I wanted to approach you slowly, but you took the initiative today—and quite aggressively at that."
Akane understood. Like attracts like. Yuu hadn't mastered supernatural power yet, but his potential was astronomical. It wasn't strange for him to feel drawn to a fellow genius, but his fighting style still needed explaining. "Are you really a teacher? Your skills aren't those of a normal teacher. And why can you resist my mental magic?"
"I really am a teacher," Yuu chuckled. "But I have another identity I can't reveal yet." He could explain his skills through martial arts hobbies—Teitan High's karate club could back that up—but he couldn't lie to her completely. Akane was curious but didn't push.
Yuu was pleased. Dealing with smart people was efficient; they reached tacit understandings without wasting breath. "As for the mental magic, I didn't know that's what it was," he continued. "I just felt an energy trying to influence me, and I blocked it out."
Akane's burgundy eyes widened in shock. If he was telling the truth, it meant Yuu's raw mental foundation was strong enough to negate magic she had practiced for years. She had already thought highly of him—that's why she wanted him as an apprentice—but his talent was even more exaggerated than she imagined.
While she was lost in thought, Yuu pressed his advantage. "So that power is magic? I thought that only existed in novels. Tell me... can I learn it too?"
Akane snapped back to reality, looking at him with complex emotions. Finally, she nodded. "I sought you out because I saw your talent. I wanted to take you as my disciple..." She gave a bitter smile, feeling dejected. "But I didn't expect your talent to be so great that you're naturally immune to mental influence, and that your body is so strong."
She had lost hope of making him an apprentice. Between his secret identity and his victory in their "fight," why would he agree to be a student of someone he had just defeated?
But just as she was wallowing in self-pity, Yuu's excited voice rang out.
"Really? Akane-shifu! Your disciple greets you!"
He said "greets," but he didn't move an inch—no kneeling, not even a bow. Kneel to Akane? He'd rather wait for the day she was kneeling before him, singing of her surrender. Of course, he only thought that to himself. He'd save the "rebellious apprentice" talk for the day he actually made her his.