Chapter 152 - Training youngsters
[Seiji's POV]
(The next day)
It had been three days since I woke up and I was still recovering before I set out to complete my objectives. I felt better every day and I should be able to go out soon.
"So what can you do?" I asked the young boy in front of me. I did not know why but he seemed very uncomfortable around me. His body language was all over the place.
Maybe it was because I pulled him out of bed and brought him to the training ground so early in the morning.
"I-I can play the shamisen very well?" he said, unsure.
I blinked owlishly.
"Cool but not really since I'm deaf," I said. The shamisen was a Japanese guitar basically,
"Master told me that. I can't imagine what it will be like since I have really good ears," he said, his body language all over the place again. It was hard to read him, "I'm sorry,"
I forced myself to smile since I seemed to unnerve him so much, "You don't have to be so nervous around me kid, I am not like the old man. I won't force you to train if you don't want to,"
"Really?" he perked up.
"No," I dropped mercilessly. His shoulder slumped in disappointment
"I've heard a lot about you from Jigoro and I know how you never give your during training. So today, we will find the answer to my question, 'What can you do?'" I said and brought out a stick.
Zenitsu was one of the most talented characters in the Demon Slayer Cast. I would argue that he was as talented as Muichiro himself considering he never gave it his all in training ever since the start. Heck, he was holding himself back so much that his unconscious state was stronger than him in the beginning.
Imagine Zenitsu with Tanjiro's hard work.
I won't allow such things this time around. I realized after taking pupils that I really like polishing gems like him.
And he was a gem like no other. Especially now that I saw first hand how special his physique was. He was not only talented but had a special body like Gyomei and Mitsuril
I would force him to his full potential if I must.
This is child abuse and I won't deny it.
"See this?" I asked and showed him the stick I had in my hand. The stick was thin and long, it was the type of stick that would inflict incredible pain while also barely harming the body.
With the flexibility of the stick, it almost seemed like a whip. I gave it a few swing and it released a whistling sound as it cut the air.
"From today this will be your worst enemy. I will use this to discipline whenever I see that you are holding back and believe me....." my eyes shone at him, "I will know when you are holding back,"
"Eeep!!" he all but shrinks like a rabbit.
"B-But what if I get seriously injured?"
"That's why I don't use a bigger stick and don't worry, even if you suffer minor injuries, the Butterfly Mansion is a hospital," I flashed him the classic smile that gave off evil vibes.
"I'll give you ten seconds," I offered kindly, "Run,"
And run he did. Zenitsu wasted no time blasting away from me. He left with the loud roar of thunder that didn't really bother me but it bothered everyone else in the mansion.
"Thunderclap and Flash," he was a yellow streak of speed when he ran out of the main gate of the mansion.
"Not bad at all," I thought to myself while gazing at his retreating back. He really needed to be more refined, his talent was carrying him too much.
I could tell with my eyes that he was not thinking about the techniques at all. His mind was only panicking and thinking about how scary I was. He moved on raw instinct of what felt right but even with that, he was able to execute a form many would take years to perfect.
"Ten," I said and blitzed right after him. Another impressive feat I noticed was him perking up at my words and curing out.
"Damnit he lied! It's only five seconds!!"
He was already around half a kilometre away when he heard me. I would never understand such supernatural senses. I could not tell what made that tick even with my eyes.
Anyway, the chase started and when I eventually caught up to him. His first training began.
His first training, where he was not holding back and was really pushed to the limit because my eyes saw when he was and he would receive the meanest smack from my new favourite stick.
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(Four days later)
It has been officially a week since I woke up. My body was nearing perfect condition except for the two major injuries I suffered. Those would take another month or so to return to normal. Growing new tissues and connecting torn muscles was a hassle even with super regeneration.
My days in the Butterfly Mansion were not peaceful, to say the least with our two new residents.
"Hahahaha weak boy, you should give up already!! You stand no chance against King of Beast Inosuke," he said while doing push-ups with Mitsuri sitting on top of him.
His weak and frail body had put on healthy muscles and after getting good food, he was shooting up in height. In another month or so he should be the same size as Zenistu if not bigger.
"Shut up!! If it was Miss Kanroji sitting on top of me, I would beat you no problem!!" Zenistu barked back. He was doing push-ups as well but this time I was the one sitting on top of him.
"Then you can forget about winning because she will not be sitting on you again," I said while bonking his head with THE stick.
The last time Mitsuri sat on him, he looked way too happy. He might be thirteen years old but I didn't like it. Call me insecure, but I didn't care. I didn't like what I didn't like and one of them was a thirteen-year-old sexualizing my fiance.
Speaking of sexualizing, "The one that gave you your new uniform, what was his name again?" I asked Mitsuri who was smiling at the motion of moving up and down. She considered it a fun ride it seemed.
She pouted when she heard my words, "I told you before I am not telling! I can tell from your face that you will do mean things to him,"
I won't deny that, not even one bit after I saw Mitsuri wearing her canon dress when she came back from her mission. Her old uniform was torn from hurriedly running to the Butterfly Mansion when she heard of my injury and she ordered a new one.
The only thing was that the new uniform came with a massive boob window and the tailor somehow coaxed Mitsuri into wearing them, saying things like I would like it since I love staring at her boobs so much.
Indeed I like looking at them but what I didn't like was others ogling too. I made sure to burn that thing as soon as she returned. It was also why she was staying in the Mansion with us and not out on a mission. She couldn't take one until she got her new uniform.
"Mean things are the least he deserves after what he did," I huffed.
"No!! I'm sure there is a reason why he thought you would like the new style. He is just a kind grandpa," she insisted.
An old man? Made sense. Mitsuri was a kind soul and she was even kinder to children and old people. She thought everyone was like her.
Clearly, she hadn't read the doujins I've read. Old men were the biggest menace after the ugly bastard and foreigner.
"You're too sweet for the world Mitsuri," Kanae announced her presence. I hadn't seen her so I was taken aback when she was beside me.
"You should wear those things only for your husband to see," she said with a coy smile and bent down to lay on my lap.
I did not let her try for long. I scooped her up and put her on my lap instead. For the record, my feet were on the ground so that Zenitsu did not collapse under the new weight.
"You smell good," I said, putting my nose all over her causing her to giggle.
"I just took a bath, guess you like the new soap," she said.
"I do,"
We had our usual lovey-dovey moment while Zenitsu suffered hell beneath us. A quick flick of my stick made sure he kept doing his push-ups though. I could see from the build-up of lactic acid that he was not at his limit yet.
"This is not fair..." Zenitsu choked ou and his body shuddered under our weight.
"I met two of the most beautiful women I had ever seen and turns out they are both your girlfriend. How can you have two while others struggle to find one? This is so not fair," he had said, Kanae told me.
"Hey.." I said and flicked my stick at his shoulder.
"I get to have all this because I am strong. If you get as strong as me, girls will be all over you," I said.
He turned his head at an impossible angle to stare at me.
"A-Are you serious?"
I was taken aback by the intensity in his eyes, "I know so,"
And then his eyes turned white. The whole vibe of the training ground changed as everyone looked at Zeinsitsu in surprise.
You could almost see a white aura rolling off his body. His muscles tensed up and soaked out raw strength. My eyes widened when his breathing pattern turned perfect, just the way I taught him.
Adrenaline pumped new strength into his body and he continued doing push-ups like a madman. Before it was like a peaceful rocking chair but now sitting on him was like a rollercoaster.
I guess I found a better motivation than the stick.
"No way! How is that possible!!" Insouke roared while trying to match his speed.
"I've seen this before! It's like what happens to my uncles every autumn! So strong and violent," Inosuke commented. Autumn was the rutting season for boars, I observed.
I guess it was true in a way. Zentisu was doing all this for girls. Like how all male animals fought to death sometimes for girls.
"By the way Zenitsu, you remember my sister Shinobu?" Kanae said and even though he did not stop, he listened to her voice.
"How can I forget such a beautiful girl? She has a permanent place in my mind ever since I laid my eyes on her," he said.
"She used to have a massive crush on Seiji,"
And then an earthquake.
The push-up intensified.
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