Stealing Spree

Chapter 1989 Relieving Anxiety

Chapter 1989 Relieving Anxiety

??Thirty minutes later, no Ichihara Jun returned for vengeance. Either he chickened out or he switched his tactic and decided to just wait for me to leave the house. Whichever the case, that eased up my lesson to Koharu-chan.

I got to focus on instructing her and teaching her according to the lesson plan Ayu and I created.

On top of the usual set exercise, I had her run on a treadmill, draining her of her stamina. Then while she was recovering, I lectured her about the different stances before letting her try them out.

She was left-handed so she quickly picked up the southpaw stance.

From there, I had her keep it up for a prolonged duration while I circled around her, correcting her form.

While we were in this lesson, Ichihara-san who had nothing to do but pace around their house kept on checking on us.

I lost count after five. Each time she would show up, she’d stay for a few minutes, watching her daughter then look at me worriedly as if she was already praying for my safety against Ichihara Jun.

In response, I kept trying to reassure her and ask her to relax but to no avail.

She kept getting anxious that she probably already downed a whole teapot and gone to a few bathroom breaks.

Another thirty minutes passed like that.

After leaving for the nth time, I listened to her frantic footsteps that continued to pace near this room. For sure, she’s going to enter again after five minutes. As I’ve already tried stopping her and calming her down, it’s already futile to do so again

Koharu, who was throwing her fist at the mitts paused and giggled, “Onoda-sensei, can we take a break?”

“Oh. Sure. Drink something and rehydrate yourself.”

Koharu shook her head, “No. I’m not tired yet. You keep looking at the door, sensei. You’re concerned for mom. I’ll do something. Wait here.”

With a hint of playfulness in her voice, Koharu raised her arm, gesturing for me to take off her gloves for a moment.

Well, she’s not wrong with her assumption but what is she going to do? She can’t just reprimand her mother, right?

In any case, I figured out I also needed a break. I have to check my phone. I have to warn Marika not to come here today. She should still be with Sena but I couldn’t be certain that she wouldn’t return home soon and join us again here.

If Ichihara Jun truly opted to wait for me to leave, he wouldn’t miss Marika coming here. He might intercept that girl and make things more troublesome for us.

“Alright. Come back. Still, hydrate yourself before returning. I’ll teach you something you can use against your cousin.”

“Understood, sensei! Hehe.” Koharu laughed like a gremlin as she tottered towards the door.

As soon as she exited the room, I heard their voices spilling into the room.

Ichihra-san was wondering why she was out but Koharu didn’t answer. Instead, I heard their footsteps as Koharu pulled her mother somewhere else.

With the silence ensuing, I stuck to my plan and sent the message to Marika who immediately replied along with a photo.

“Ok! I’ll see you later, Ruki-kun. Sena brought me to karaoke.”

In that photo, I could see Marika and Sena sitting side by side while the latter had the microphone. Looking at the interior, it’s the same karaoke place we went to before with the other girls. Since they’re the only ones there, it seemed extremely spacious compared to that time.

“I see. Did you tell your escorts?”

“Yes. They’re standing outside.”

Ah. Great. I don’t need to worry about them getting hit on by idiots. Someone could peek from the transparent glass pane on the door and then think they’re easy targets. With her escorts standing guard, it’d be suicide for them to do so.

Too bad, I could’ve joined them there if I left when Ichihara-san told me to cancel the lesson.

But there’s no use crying over spilled milk. I should focus on my job and then meet with her later.

While waiting for the return of Koharu-chan, I replied to my girls’ messages and also updated them on my status. Apart from that, I kept an eye out on the fence outside. The feeling of being monitored was absent today compared to last time, but like I previously thought, it was probably because Marika had been watching us back then and there was truly no one spying on us.

A few minutes later, Koharu, who looked energized, returned. With an impish yet innocent-looking grin on her lips, she pulled someone else with her.

There, I saw Ichihara-san coming in with her daughter.

Unlike earlier where she was in a homely one-piece dress that stuck to her body, Ichihara-san had changed into a training outfit consisting of a sports bra and spandex shorts.

It should be a normal training attire, especially for those working out. However, with how Ichihara-san looked ashamed to be dragged here by her daughter as well as her curvy figure that became more pronounced because of her outfit, I couldn’t help but stare at her.

Koharu who made this possible also stared at her mother, her eyes shining in wonder. Most likely, she’s imagining herself to also take the same figure in the future.

Luckily, I quickly got my bearings and prevented myself from staring at her too hard, or else, I’d lose against Koharu’s mischief.

So this was what she meant by handling her mother.

Instead of letting her come in and out of the room which constantly disturbs our concentration, she asked her to join us instead.

Well, it’s not really a problem since she already completed the program and she has started regularly coming to the gym with Ayu as her instructor.

It’s not like I’ll set aside Koharu for her. And as my employer and the one who’s going to give me my salary later, I won’t mind doing her a favor like this.

In this way, she won’t have to keep being anxious outside. She can focus her attention on training.

“Ichihara-san, I take it that you’re going to join us?”

“Y-yes. I’m sorry for the trouble, sensei.”

“No problem. I asked Koharu-chan for this.”

I said that because Koharu kept winking at me. She probably wanted me to take the credit. I don’t know what she’s trying to accomplish here but it’s probably harmless.

“I… I see. It must have been distracting.”

With shame once again occupying her face, Ichihara-san lowered her head.

At least she’s aware, right?

I approached Ichihara-san and moved behind her.

Before she could express her surprise, my hands landed on her shoulders and I started massaging them.

“You’re too tense, Ichihara-san. Let me help you relax. Also… Koharu-chan, can you bring me your mother’s gloves? Bring yours as well.”

“Yes, sensei!”

The girl obediently sprinted to the corner where the gloves were located. On the other hand, Ichihara-san’s tense body gradually straightened before slowly loosening up.

By the time Koharu returned with the gloves, Ichihara-san was already breathing ruggedly after releasing all the tension in her body.

My hand slid to her back before eventually settling on her waist, grasping her naked skin. Well, it’s not anything sexual. I was just supporting her body, preventing her from slumping down.

Upon noticing that, Ichihara-san let out another sigh before glancing behind her to look at me, “T-thank you, sensei. I’m alright now.”

“Mhm. That’s good. Give me your hand, Ichihara-san.”

“Eh? What?”

“I mean, I’ll help you wear these.” I grabbed the gloves that Koharu brought and lifted it in front of us.

Really, this woman, what is she misunderstanding there? Luckily for her, Koharu failed to notice her flustered expression. Looks like she’s already mentally exhausted.

Is it okay to push her physically too? I don’t know. But we don’t have that much of an option.

After I helped the mother and daughter duo wear their gloves, I resumed my lesson.

This time, I let Koharu hit the speed bag while I instructed her mother to complete the revised set exercise.