Jingliu gritted her teeth, though her feelings were not particularly complicated.
She had never been an indecisive person. Once she decided on something, she would see it through to the end.
Now that her friend was just one step away from true resurrection, how could she give up halfway?
That was not Jingliu's style.
Ye Feng rested his hands behind his head, the corners of his mouth curling up even further. He was in a very pleasant mood.
"Since you're being so sensible, Master, then this disciple must naturally show his proper filial piety to you."
"..."
Jingliu held the barbell, her two long, slender legs bent and rooted to the ground, looking firm and powerful. The sweat that slid down her skin reflected a silvery light.
The scene was truly breathtaking.
Speaking of "training," Durandal would also fit this scene quite well.
Ye Feng smiled. "Master, you know about the swimming pool at the academy, right?"
Swimming pool?
Jingliu paused. Could it be that he wanted her to wear a school swimsuit? It was called something like... a sukumizu?
Jingliu's heart was calm. She was already mentally prepared for her wicked disciple's antics.
Ye Feng chuckled. "It's simple. Master, you will serve your disciple, and all you have to do is fill the swimming pool."
"...Wha-what?"
Jingliu's mind went blank for a moment. She turned her head and stared blankly at Ye Feng, strands of her snow-white hair sticking messily to her forehead.
She had thought she was prepared for anything, but when Ye Feng actually stated his "condition," Jingliu couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
Was this something a human being could even think of?
"Hm? Was I not clear enough? Master, you are to use every trick up your sleeve to squeeze out enough to fill a swimming pool, and then I will help you awaken Baiheng."
"?...!!!"
A sw-swimming pool?
Jingliu nearly fainted upon hearing that. Her footing became unsteady, and her taut, delicate body swayed as she held the barbell.
Her face turned pale. Th-this... how much would that be...
Ye Feng helpfully explained, "It's very easy to calculate. St. Freya Academy's pool is built to international standard competition pool dimensions: 50 meters by 21 meters. As for the depth... this pool is deeper, reaching 2.5 meters."
"..."
I didn't ask you to calculate it!
Jingliu's pupils were trembling.
Fill it?
"It's very simple, of course. After all, you're so charming, Master."
Ye Feng got up and dressed himself. The casual black trousers and clean, crisp white shirt fit his well-proportioned body, giving him a somewhat refined look.
"Master, I have given you the condition. If you agree, please sign here. Don't worry, this is a contract purely to bind me. Even if you want to back out, you can tear it up at any time without any penalty."
Ye Feng raised his hand, and an ancient scroll that shimmered with moonlight appeared out of thin air.
Jingliu put down the barbell, her entire body drenched in fragrant sweat, her exquisite skin steaming with heat.
She lowered her gaze and scanned the contents of the contract. It was exactly as her wicked disciple had said—a contract specifically designed to restrain him.
It only stated that "upon completion of the task, he must awaken Baiheng," and it wouldn't matter even if she gave up halfway.
Jingliu stared at the scroll, her gaze becoming firm.
"Fine, I'll sign."
But there was no pen. What was she to sign with?
Ye Feng smiled. "All it requires is for you to drip your water... oh, I mean, your sweat, on it."
"..."
Jingliu's face flushed slightly. She turned her head away in shame and slowly squatted down...
Once the contract was signed, Ye Feng put the scroll away with satisfaction.
"There, Master. Another contract. The bond between us has deepened yet again. I've embedded a progress bar into your panel, so you can check it at any time."
A progress bar?
"That's right. A more concrete representation is better for sparking your fighting spirit, Master."
Jingliu was speechless. She lowered her head and tried it, and sure enough, she could easily open her panel.
Inside, there was an icon of a swimming pool. She could also bring up the numerical value, which currently read: 0.000%
"..."
Ye Feng suddenly said, "You may go back now."
"?"
Jingliu was shocked, her expression seeming to say, "Aren't you going to fuck me?"
"I promised you, Master. For this one week, you are free. I cannot interfere."
"..."
Jingliu looked at Ye Feng, her eyes flickering. She raised her slender hand slightly, then slowly lowered it again.
Finally, she turned and left the gym, one step at a time.
---o---
Jingliu arrived at the St. Freya Academy swimming pool.
She had seen it before, but seeing it again today, she realized... it was huge!
I have to fill this?
Jingliu was lost in a daze.
She didn't know what was echoing in her heart, but the flush on her face never faded. Dressed in her tight sports top and hip-hugging yoga pants, her delicate skin was covered in a sheen of crystalline, fragrant sweat.
"Since I've already decided... why should I care about this one week..."
Jingliu's fist tightened slightly. She turned around and, with newfound resolve, walked back towards the gym.
But Ye Feng was already gone.
"..."
Just when I had finally made up my mind...
No, perhaps this is what he wanted.
Crack, crack, crack!
Jingliu stood beside the bench press, staring into the empty gym, her fists cracking as she clenched them.
She suddenly felt like a puppy with a collar on, being toyed with in the palm of the hand by the wicked disciple holding the leash.
"...Damn it!"
Jingliu understood what Ye Feng was up to. He was waiting for her to offer up her [BEEP].
Not only that, he wanted this cold and abstinent sword celestial to actively search the world for him.
If she didn't, how would the swimming pool ever be filled?
Humiliation welled up inside Jingliu. She truly wanted to raise her sword in rebellion against her wicked disciple.
And yet, she had come this far, endured so much hardship... was she going to falter at this final step?
Jingliu couldn't help but remember that the contract stated she was free to give up...
"Could he have considered even this? What a terrifying man..."
Therefore, I refuse.
Jingliu would stubbornly complete the contract.
This wasn't out of spite, but for the sake of her dearest friend.
---o---
Ye Feng was in a pleasant mood. He was quite composed, not in a hurry at all.
Old Ye arrived at the Tenshukaku and looked at the Raiden Ei NPC.
She wore a noble purple kimono. Compared to the traditional style, the collar of this one was not tied tightly but opened towards the shoulders, while the hem was shortened, reaching only to her thighs.
This simple change brought about a unique charm, adding a touch of sexiness to the divinity's majesty.
And the black thigh-high stockings on her legs painted this sensuality to its utmost extreme.
Ye Feng stroked Raiden Ei's thigh, his heart pounding.
He had to admit, Mei was his type.
He was extremely satisfied with all the various "models" of Mei.
If he ever had the chance to stack all the "Meis" together, what a beautiful sight that would be.
"However, only the homebody Ei has come in for now; that good-for-nothing fox hasn't arrived yet.
After all, things are much more interesting when this pair is together.
Ye Feng hugged Raiden Ei from behind, savoring her intoxicating softness and warmth. Then, he opened the screen that linked to the Herrscher of the Void and instructed her to take a trip to the Grand Narukami Shrine first.