Chapter 19: Near Victory
The next day, the spars continued in the taekwondo training room, and slowly, the awkwardness from the previous day began to vanish.
While the two understood that yesterday’s event was far from thought through, Trina was still embarrassed and couldn’t help but remember the scene.
And that caused her to be stricter than usual.
She threw and slammed Klaus to the floor like a bag of cement and made him thoroughly aware of the fact that she was a taekwondo master.
And Klaus couldn’t help but cry inwardly.
’Why am I paying for what she did herself?!’
Because Trina’s mental state was no longer disturbed by the happenings at the Flora Delight restaurant, the effect of the emotional layer wasn’t that potent.
The most it did was make her a bit more joyful about being with him.
Klaus, on the other hand, couldn’t decide whether she held positive or negative emotions for him, considering the way she was treating him like a mop.
He himself had progressed tremendously.
"You aren’t training behind my back, right?" Trina asked while wiping the sweat off her forehead.
"Do you think I am a man of steel? How am I supposed to train more after getting ravaged by a gorilla?!" He spat while glaring daggers at her.
Although he himself wasn’t injured, fatigued, or in pain, his dignity was wounded wholly. Today, he found out that being thrown around like a toy was not fun.
Multiple veins throbbed with anger on her forehead, and she cracked her knuckles with a wide smile that didn’t reach her eyes. "Seems like you are rearing to go, huh?"
"Heh," he smirked, threw his towel on the chairs, and said after taking his stance, "Be careful; otherwise you will be the one lying on the floor this time."
She smirked as well, and the two moved to attack one another.
"You bullshit a lot for someone going twenty zero!" She rushed, her fist whistling toward his ribs.
"You were counting them?!" He twisted his body and swung the heel of his left foot toward her head.
Her smirk faltered; she had expected him to take a step to the right and then perform a low spin kick, but he had instead launched a spinning back kick toward her head.
The move was reckless because her fist could still slam into his back. At least it would have been if Klaus weren’t much faster and stronger than her.
However, that wasn’t all.
She was slightly shorter than him, which meant he had a slight advantage in range, and he had already calculated that it was a risk he could take.
Trina’s smile widened; she quickly widened the gaps between her legs, lowering her even further.
His leg swiped above her head, hitting nothing.
He frowned and spun to check, right in time to take a devastating blow to his side.
Pain spread from the point of impact, and the air in him emptied.
"U-Ugh!" Groaning, he stumbled backward.
S-She is a beast...
"Stop whining like a child," she sneered. Then she grabbed the neckline of his t-shirt and his shorts by the wristband to slam him.
He crossed his arms between hers, blocking her movement.
"Not so fast." He smiled, slid his leg between hers, and locked it around her left leg.
A wry look appeared on her face, and she said, "You know this can go very wrong, right?"
"Whenever I do anything, I go all in," he stated and moved the leg, which was interlocking with hers.
The two of them lost their footing and began falling toward the floor, with Klaus at the top.
"You overestimate yourself," she whispered into his ear.
What? His eyes darkened with confusion, and the next instant, Trina twisted her locked foot and lifted him by the side with her arm, effectively interrupting his flawless movement.
Then she spun, and Klaus’s head landed onto the floor. Within just an instant, she had freed herself and reversed their position.
Trina grinned while lying on top of him.
"What just happened...?" He asked with a stunned expression, his eyes locked on her face.
She shifted slightly to look at him, and their eyes met.
’Cute...’ they thought.
They stared into each other’s eyes in silence, and Trina’s face turned beet red.
She shot to her feet and looked away at once, hiding her blush.
"You are still far from defeating me. Hmph!" She stated as she strode toward the chairs.
He watched her with a knowing look and muttered without thinking, "I don’t mind a muscled mommy falling on me."
Once the words escaped the prison of his lips, his eyes grew wide, and his hands flew to his mouth.
’Why the fuck did I say that?!’
He checked on her; she was standing still like a statue, clenching her fists.
Fuck! She isn’t mad, right?
"S-Shut up!" She stammered and rushed out with long, quick steps.
He watched her leave with a dumbfounded expression, and out of nowhere, system screens appeared before him.
[Host has finished daily training.]
[Host has advanced his combat ability.]
[Host has completed seven daily tasks.]
[Host has leveled up.]
The warm energy of level up travelled through his being, turning the layer of sweat on his body into steam.
[Host, we need to talk.]
He furrowed his brows and rose to his feet. "What?"
[Why do you keep doing this?]
"Keep doing what?" He picked up his jacket, towel, and phone and made his way toward the door.
[If Host wanted, you could have already gone beyond Trina Frost falling on you or holding your hand.]
"..." Klaus stayed silent.
[You have put the gun on her head. But why are you not pulling the trigger?]
He left the room, walked through the hallway, and said while walking past the restroom and water, "Trina is strong, sexy, beautiful, and very lovable, but... I don’t think she is interested in dating. She probably doesn’t see me that way. She just enjoys having someone she can train with."
[That is too much of an assumption, no? Anyway, every human needs some sexual relief.]
’I knew it!’ A sharp glint passed through his eyes. ’You just want me to fuck her so I can ’replenish the human population’, don’t you?!’
[Was it not obv—]
Before he could finish reading, his phone began to ring.
He took it out of his pocket and checked the caller’s name.
Unfilial Son
’Why is this bastard calling me?’ He knit his brows together and picked up the call. "Hello?"
He walked out of the performance center while talking to him.
Meanwhile, Trina stood beside the water taps with her back to the wall.
Her face was flushed red, and she was fidgeting with her fingers, an extremely embarrassed yet happy look on her face.
’Sexy and beautiful..."