Stealing Spree

“Lad, this is your 4th week as an instructor. How is it for you?”

When the crowd dispersed and Hisa-jii returned from who knows where, that’s the first thing he uttered.

I looked at him. He’s still the same old man who had that fire in his eyes to shape up a new generation of boxers. Or rather, he still had his hopes up that I might change my mind about pursuing a career in boxing.

“If I can say one thing, it’s a little fun seeing my students grasp the basics and be skilled at it with every passing lesson. The kids that I thought would find it tough grew to like it a lot. Even the mothers who only tried it out after watching my first lesson are also improving. Overall, it’s not a bad experience.”

Those are my honest thoughts, at least for the past six lessons. I had no idea whether that assessment would remain when another set of enrollees appeared in two weeks.

“I see. I’m honestly impressed with your lessons. You made it a little easy for the beginners to understand, you even eased up on their physical exercises. Rather than pushing them on doing truly tiring exercises, you let them go at it at their own pace. Usually, you won’t be this successful given that laziness is an inherent trait to all of us.”

He's not wrong. The enrollees could just skip doing those sets of exercises everyday even if I reminded them. Miraculously, most of them did. And those few who chose not to could be easily picked out. But as the lessons progressed, those few oddballs also started taking it seriously. By now, everyone had already understood the benefit of executing those every day as well as the gradual process of increasing their loads to accommodate their new level of physical fitness.

I mean, nowadays, there are applications that one could download on one’s phone for exercise guidelines. Many would download it but only a few would stick to finishing those. Because even if the app said it’s for beginners, the first few days of it would batter a person’s body.

What I taught in my program was just a simplified version of it.

“I guess I’m lucky to have obedient students.” I humbly answered, “By the way, I’ll be going then, Hisa-jii.”

“Sure. Don’t forget to pass by my office once you’re done. Inaho is away for some other business.”

The old man nodded and took over his previous spot.

When I was about to start the lesson, I noticed that there were a few absentees. The five idiots were nowhere to be found and a few pairs of mother and child. Well, the mothers’ called the gym stating that they wouldn’t be able to come for valid reasons. Most of them even offered to still pay for their spots.

Although that’s generous of them and it says how much they wanted to support my program. The gym declined it but they insisted. That made me think of how I could compensate them for that. At least, when they come tomorrow, I should run them down to the contents of my lesson for today.

Anyway, I couldn’t care less about those five idiots. If they decided to drop out then that’s fine. Fewer worries for me to think of what kind of advice I would give them next. More time for me to focus on my girls too.

Because there were now open slots, my girls rejoined the program rather than train with Sena at the side. That made the boxer girl pout unhappily though. She was left out once again.

To make up for that, I asked for her help when she finished with her set exercises. There’s no Coach Ayu so she became my assistant in demonstrations, just like the first few lessons.

And so… the seventh lesson progressed smoothly.

The enrollees from grade school and middle school had started to show, especially those who wanted to do the sport seriously. When I went to check their forms, only a few of them hadn’t perfected it yet. Also, no one faltered from finishing the set exercises including the jabs and footwork.

As for my girls, even though they’re not always here, they’re still keeping up with it using some short videos that I was sending them in relation to the lessons that they missed.

I also stopped and checked on them one by one while sneakily doting on them.

Nonetheless, I was still surprised by the girl’s progress. Among them, the ones who were already sporty like Aika and Akane had little to no problem. Instead, they intentionally made some blunders just for me to focus on them.

“Instructor, I need help with my legs, I think I’m about to have leg cramps.”

That was Aika’s excuse. Although I knew that it was not true, I still pulled her to the side to make sure. When I found nothing wrong, I pressed the sensitive spot on her thighs which made the girl go “Nyaa~”. She quickly covered her mouth though and returned to her spot with her ears red.

Akane simply asked me to correct her posture, letting me get as close to her as possible. Even if we were living together, the girl still liked this kind of sneaky intimacy.

Then there were Miho, Eimi, Yua, Yukari and Elizabeth.

“I’m gonna stay in your house next week, Ruki…” Miho whispered when I got close to her.

“Is it fine? Won’t your parents object?”

“They’ll be out on a short vacation together this coming week. They’ll come home next weekend.”

“What great timing… I missed my Miho.”

“Un. Me too. I’m looking forward to it.” Despite her usual calmness, Miho seemed to shake in excitement. Furthermore, she looked like she had something more to say but held it back for later. We’re not in a situation to casually talk after all.

When I went to Yua, the girl didn’t say anything and just let me guide her. And I was honestly surprised to see the gains in her body.

She’s already sexy even before all this but now that she started doing the set exercises that I thought, her figure had become more pronounced. Most likely, she’d gather more eyes in her return to the modeling industry. Somehow, I was also getting excited for her.

Yukari and Elizabeth also had their improvements. The former’s posture because of the shyness because of her glorious front was almost fixed. She now exudes more confidence in everything that she’s doing.

The latter had the same improvement but because of her demeanor as someone who never knew much shame when it comes to projecting herself as the Cursed Princess, Queen of the lost kingdom of Arkadia, Wielder of the Staff of Judgement and Crown of Doom, it wasn’t that apparent.

In any case, when my hands ran down from her shoulders down, her figure became fitter, and the small lump of baby fat was already gone on her hips. I even got the urge to just grab her and fit her in my embrace.

I held back, of course. There’s a better time for that.

And lastly, Eimi, who joined a little later than the others, was already at the stage of familiarizing herself with the lessons. However, I somehow reprimanded her because she was clearly pushing herself to keep up. Even if I told her to do it at her own pace, the girl thought that she was getting left behind by the others. Having noticed how Eimi was already out of breath, I told her to rest to the side for a few minutes. To prevent the girl from accruing some kind of injury from overexertion.

After going through my girls one by one, I was met with the mothers who were also expecting some kind of hands-on guidance. Well, at least, some of them. To not be called out on favoritism, even though that’s unlikely to happen, I did my best I could to satisfy them.

When Ichihara-san’s turn came, I noticed how this undeniably alluring mother’s eyes were fixed on me. It’s not the same attention I received from most of the other mothers or the other enrollees. It’s more like she's also desiring to talk to me about something.

Thinking back to what happened last time when I mentioned her husband, I decided to tread carefully and not pry on it because it’s possibly a sensitive topic.

My curiosity was sparked as to what she wanted to say, if there were any, but I still held myself back.

However, when I drew close to her, Ichihara-san’s subdued voice reached my ears, “Onoda-sensei, may I ask for a bit of your time after the lesson?”