Chapter 53: The Witch’s Own Tiger Breeds Trouble

“Uh, alright… I happen to be at the gym, so just come over.”

Luo You sighed helplessly.

Looks like her plan to slack off and read comics during work hours was doomed to fail.

Soon, An Jiu’er arrived at the gym.

“Coach, I’ve been practicing the moves you taught me every day. Recently, I can feel my waist getting a bit better.”

An Jiu’er proactively grabbed Luo You’s hand and placed it on her waist, then asked, “How does it feel?”

“Hmm… it’s only been about a week, so I can’t really tell yet.”

Luo You was distracted.

Right now, she desperately wanted to focus and prepare for her second showdown with Xing Yue, but An Jiu’er’s sudden appearance was pulling her attention away.

“Today, I want to practice at the beach!”

“Huh? Well… swimming does help with fitness, but that’s not really possible, is it? I still have to work.”

“I heard that the gym you’re working at just got bought out, right? And you got transferred to the second floor where it’s pretty quiet now? If you go there under the pretense of instructing students, it should be fine, right?”

“Uhu… that actually sounds not bad.”

Luo You’s interest was piqued.

If they went to the beach, that would be all her personal time.

She could slack off as much as she wanted.

“I’ll apply and see if I can get permission.”

However…

[Isn’t she up to something?]

Luo You glanced back at An Jiu’er twice.

From her personal feelings, the distance between An Jiu’er and herself had already gone beyond a typical student-coach relationship.

Could this girl be a qíng?

But Luo You wasn’t sure yet.

There were quite a few of these qíng in existence, but in daily life, encountering one was rare.

You couldn’t just assume any pretty girl was one, right?

***

“Manager, Jiu’er said she wants to go exercise at the beach and asked me to accompany her. Is that okay?”

“Huh?”

The manager exclaimed in surprise at first, then as if remembering something, his face stiffened as he said, “Alright, you don’t have much to do now anyway, so go ahead.”

“Thanks.”

Luo You walked out of the manager’s office expressionlessly.

Approved.

That was too easy.

Having a cute face really was (all-powerful).

“Let’s go.”

Luo You signaled An Jiu’er to wait by the door, then went downstairs to her home to fetch the car.

“Coach, you can drive?”

“No problem.”

An Jiu’er didn’t hesitate to hop into the passenger seat, then looked around and asked, “Where’s your swimsuit, coach?”

“I’ll buy one there.”

Luo You didn’t bring the bikini or the school swimsuit she’d bought earlier at the hot spring.

If her unfilial daughter saw those, she’d start asking questions again—what a bother.

“You brought quite a lot of stuff.”

Luo You glanced at the back seat, where An Jiu’er’s personal belongings were piled up.

There were even more than when she first arrived.

She must have bought some things waiting for the car.

“All necessities.”

“Fasten your seatbelt.”

The beach they were heading to was on the outskirts of Huahai City, a seaside spot that was usually crowded.

On a hot day like this, it would be even busier.

This time Luo You bought a relatively normal swimsuit—still a bikini, but far less revealing than the previous one, barely within the bounds of being ‘wholesome’ and appropriate for minors to see.

After getting changed into their swimsuits, Luo You asked, “What part do you want to train this time?”

“Hm? Shouldn’t we put on sunscreen first?”

“…True.”

It was her first time coming to the beach as a girl, so Luo You hadn’t thought of that.

Before, when she came as a guy, a sun-kissed bronze skin tone added to the manliness. But now…

Though a pretty, slightly suggestive tan line wasn’t bad either, her daughter would definitely ask where she’d been when she got home, so sunscreen was necessary.

“I’ll go buy a bottle.”

“Use mine.”

An Jiu’er pulled out the sunscreen she’d brought with her.

The brand… Luo You couldn’t make it out—some strange characters that looked like French or German.

“Thanks then.”

Luo You lay down on the beach mat.

“Please help me put it on.”

An Jiu’er seemed surprised at this unexpected good turn, clearly frozen for two seconds.

“So, shall I start?”

“Mm-hmm.”

The cool sunscreen dripped down, adding a shiny gloss to the girl’s skin and bringing a sticky yet smooth feeling.

Feeling An Jiu’er’s hands spreading the lotion on her back, Luo You closed her eyes, feeling at ease.

[Her technique doesn’t look like a qíng… too tender.] she quietly assessed.

If it were her applying sunscreen on a girl, her fingers would dance devilishly, and within a minute, the girl would be completely defenseless.

“Um… all done.”

“Hm? Oh, next is the front… uh.”

Luo You immediately realized her mistake as she said this.

She used to have a magical girl rub oil on her soft chest; now that bad habit had carried over.

Usually, you put sunscreen on your own front, right?

“Well then I’ll…”

Before Luo You could back out, the cool lotion was poured onto her flat stomach, making her body twitch.

That subtle movement did not escape An Jiu’er’s eyes!

What followed was a bit suggestive, so it’s better not to describe it in detail.

“You lie down too. I’ll help you put it on.”

Luo You decided to demonstrate what magic fingertips could do.

Ten minutes later—

An Jiu’er sat up, cheeks flushed and breathing heavily.

“Coach… how did you train your fingers? Your movements are so weird!”

“Nothing special. I play guitar regularly.”

“Guitar? I don’t see any calluses.”

“That’s because I take good care of them.”

Luo You said proudly.

Yeah right, she never played guitar.

If she had any finger training experience, it would only be from being a magical girl…

“Alright, what part do you want to practice today?”

“Close combat strangling techniques!”

“…Huh?”

“I mean the kind of close combat where you can lock an opponent with your body so they can’t move! Coach, you said you know those, right?”

Wow… this girl was scary!

Who exactly was she targeting?

But yes, Luo You did know these techniques.

“That’s not really related to fitness, is it?”

“It is! It trains the strength of your limbs!”

Well… if An Jiu’er wanted to use strangling techniques in bed wrestling, then that was… somewhat reasonable.

It also helped train good spatial awareness.

In bed wrestling contests, positioning was extremely important—if your position was bad, you’d easily fall into a passive state.

So this is the so-called strong person locking the guy?

Luo You thought.

But she rarely needed this skill herself.

It was only used when fighting for the “initiative.”

When she hunted magical girls, every one of them was toyed with until their will shattered and they had no resistance left.

They handed over the initiative willingly.

[No… maybe I can use this against Xing Yue… trying it out on Jiu’er now wouldn’t be bad.]

Thinking this, Luo You said, “Alright, I’ll teach you a few moves. Watch carefully!”

“Okay! Please demonstrate, coach! And teach me how to counter them too!”

“Got it!”

“Thanks, coach. I’ll be counting on you tomorrow too.”

“Tomorrow… sure.”

After getting out of the car, An Jiu’er silently pulled out her notebook and flipped to a page, jotting down her thoughts from today.

— Step one of the plan: let her apply the special sunscreen (√)

— Her weak point is still the same as before—her navel—and it seems even more sensitive?

— Be especially wary of her fingers!

— Bring her a special bento tomorrow!