Stealing Spree

Chapter 2782: New Batch

Upon arriving at the gym, I was greeted by a few housewives who were among the new enrollees for the upcoming cycle of my ten-day basic boxing course. They were here last week too, brought by the other housewives who recommended my course.”

Mhm. Word of mouth was truly powerful. Thanks to those housewives who had already finished the previous cycle, they brought in their friends. And now, the number of participants has almost doubled. Or rather, there were fewer students in this current batch than housewives.

I greeted them with a polite bow and a smile, which instantly earned me a chorus of giggles and flustered waves.

“Onoda-sensei, you’re here! We’ve been waiting!”

“Sensei, you look even more handsome today!”

Ah. They’re already calling me sensei now even though they’d only seen me once and didn’t even interact at all last week.

I remembered them crowding around Ayu as they filled in the form to enroll in my course.

I wonder what kind of stories the previous enrollees told them? Possibly positive, right?

That’s quite flattering. But then again, it’s probably because of how I conducted the class. I was patient and thorough, making sure everyone understood the basics before moving on.

Still, I couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed. After all, most of them were older than me by at least a decade. And yet, they’re treating me like some idol.

After greeting them back, I ushered them in before I went to greet Hisa-jii. He was staring at me as though checking my current form.

Really, he’s probably waiting for me to eventually change my mind about becoming a pro. In his opinion, even though I have yet to truly undergo rigorous training specialized in the sport, I’d still be able to rise in ranks due to my foundation.

After that, I went inside and found Sena, Marika and Ayu. The first two girls were already at the empty spot next to the designated area for my course. Among them was Marika’s aunt, Kagura-san.

Looks like Marika truly managed to drag her here again.

On the other hand, Ayu was once again helping in organizing the enrollees for my course.

I guess she already handed Sena her training set for today, huh?

I approached the group with a polite nod, greeting the new enrollees first before turning to the familiar faces.

Sena had this usual smirk that said, ‘I can handle everything from here, Ruki’. I probably wouldn’t worry about Kagura-san with her here. Still, I also want to check on her form. The competition she’s joining is approaching.

Marika was still sporting an elegant smile. Her hair was tied in a ponytail but despite that, her golden locks remained unfettered. Her body was starting to have some lean muscles. She’s truly following the set I made for her.

That’s good too. Her physical fitness would allow her to have more stamina. She wouldn’t feel like a porcelain doll that could shatter with the slightest touch anymore.

Marika noticed my gaze first. Her eyes lit up as she straightened her posture, that elegant smile curving her lips. But she held herself back from running to me.

“Ruki-kun,” She greeted softly, voice smooth and refined as always. She stepped closer, close enough that I caught the faint scent of her perfume. “Should I accompany you to the changing room?”

With that suggestion, the twinkle in her eyes told me enough of what her intention truly is. She became too addicted to our kisses that she’d always find an opportunity to claim them.

Meanwhile, Sena, who brought me home last week, also stepped forward, hinting at the fact that there shouldn’t be too many people back there at the moment.

Could I even reject my girls?

Anyway, I let my eyes trail over Marika’s form openly. The tank top and leggings she wore for training hugged her curves just right, showing off the subtle definition she’d been building. “Look at you. You’re starting to look dangerous, Marika. Keep this up and you’ll be knocking out anyone who tries to mess with you.”

Her cheeks became tinted pink but she didn’t look away. If anything, she lifted her chin a little higher, that quiet pride shining through.

Kagura-san, who was standing a step behind her niece, let out a quiet huff, as if she was not pleased to see me again. After all, she was probably blaming me for Marika’s insistence on bringing her to the gym. Last week, she got so tired, and we even left her behind when I brought the girls back home.

And when I escorted Marika back, she had me sit there at their dining table in silence for a few minutes.

I know she was only following the orders of her father to ensure Marika’s engagement with Ichihara Jun but now that even Otoha’s grandfather was going to intervene by offering another avenue to restore their ancestral house, it wouldn’t take long before they finally relent on my girl’s wish.

I tried looking for Ichihara-san and her daughter but I guess they’re not here yet. After agreeing to continue her daughter’s private lesson at home, they’d probably show up when we were about to wrap up the class. That way, they could avoid the crowd and get my full attention without prying eyes.

For now, I focused on the current batch. The housewives were already chattering excitedly among themselves, some stretching awkwardly while stealing glances at me. A few of the younger students looked nervous but determined, fists taped and gloves on like they were ready to conquer the world.

I walked over to Ayu and said, “I’ll change quickly. Thanks for holding up, Ayu.”

The woman rolled her eyes at me but her lips curved up slightly, “You owe me again, Ruki.”

“Of course. I’ll pamper you a lot later.”

“That’s not what I meant, you shameless brat.”

I let a hearty laugh out before going to the back and into the changing room.

Naturally, Sena and Marika followed after me, leaving Kagura-san behind.

As soon as the door clicked shut behind us, the noises outside became muffled by the thick walls. The faint echo of punches and shouts from the main gym barely filters through.

Sena didn’t waste a second. She pressed her back against the door like she was blocking any possible interruption, arms crossed under her chest, that familiar smirk curling her lips. She’s already in her sports attire and she probably already started a few sets, so I could see the beads of sweat on her body.

Meanwhile, Marika, elegant as ever even in her workout gear, stepped closer with that graceful sway of her hips, golden hair catching the dim fluorescent light.

Her cheeks were already flushed, eyes gleaming with that quiet hunger she tried so hard to hide behind her refined mask.

“Ruki-kun, kiss me?”

So, she’s jumping straight to this, huh? But nothing’s wrong with it. After all, I promised to return quickly. We couldn’t stay here for too long.

After locking the door, Sena also stepped forward, flanking me from behind.

As Marika pulled my head down to her, Sena started rolling up my shirt. She took up the task of stripping me down and maybe helping me change. But I doubt it’ll stop at just that.

Marika closed her eyes as our lips pressed together, then slowly, she invited my tongue in as her arms wrapped around my head, her fingers threading through my hair.

“I missed you.” She whispered in between our kisses, laced with her longing and desire.

Sena pressed in from behind, her strong hands sliding up my bare chest once my shirt was off, fingers tracing the lines of muscle with that familiar possessiveness.

Her breath was hot against my neck as she nipped lightly at my earlobe, her body molding perfectly against my back. Firm, athletic curves that always reminded me how dangerous she could be when she let go.

“Missed this too, Ruki,” She murmured, voice low and rough with that edge of hunger she never bothered hiding. “But we have to be quick. You have a class waiting.”

Her hands dipped lower, tugging at my belt with practiced ease while Marika kept kissing me like she was trying to devour every second we’d been apart.

Marika’s tongue danced with mine. It was soft and elegant at first, then deeper, needier, like she couldn’t get enough. Her fingers tightened in my hair, pulling to make my scalp tingle, while her hips rolled subtly against me, seeking friction through our clothes.

I couldn’t help the hand that slid down to grip her ass, squeezing the firm muscle I’d been helping her build. She gasped softly, breaking the kiss just enough to whisper against my lips, “Ruki-kun... more...”

This girl... I’ll take full responsibility for corrupting her like this.

Meanwhile, Sena wasn’t one to be left out. Her hands finally undid my pants, shoving them down along with my boxers in one swift motion. My cock sprang free, already hard and throbbing from their combined attention.

She wrapped her fingers around me from behind, stroking slowly as her thumb swiped over the tip to spread the pre-cum already leaking there.

Right. She hasn’t reached for my change of clothes yet.