Into the Creations

[The trait 'Yeongcheon Style' have been unlocked.] 

[Yeongcheon Style Lv.1]

[You can now use the Yeongcheon Style.]

I immediately stood up from my seat. My body felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, but I couldn't stay still due to the overwhelming joy rising within me.

"Kuuuuh…"

Ignoring the screaming muscles, I swung my sword. 

The basic movements of the Yeongcheon Style flowed seamlessly. Just moments ago, I had been struggling with the transitions, but now it was completely different. My posture flowed as smoothly as water. 

Moreover, the tip of the sword grazed the wallpaper without cutting it, passing by it with the slightest margin. Unlike before, I could now perfectly gauge and control the length of the sword.

'This is it!'

I finally realized why I had failed at the basics until now and why Jin Se-young had said that talent was necessary. 

The movements of the Yeongcheon Style required adding or reducing force at specific moments. In other words, within the brief instant of swinging the sword, precise adjustments in strength were necessary.

'The timing of adding or reducing force is crucial. This isn't something that can be taught by others.'

It was truly a matter of talent and instinct.

'This is fun!'

I swung my sword until I was exhausted. The fact that I could suddenly wield the Yeongcheon Style, which I had failed to master until now, filled me with exhilaration.

[Yeongcheon Style Lv.1]

[You can now use the Yeongcheon Style.] 

As I lay down, I looked at the Yeongcheon Style characteristics displayed on the screen. The effect was tremendous compared to the simple description.

'And this is just level 1. What would happen if the level goes higher?'

It took 3 points to raise it to level 2. 

My hand was already moving.

[Yeongcheon Style Lv.2]

[You can now use the Yeongcheon Style.] 

'Something… something is entering my mind.'

I shivered. What entered my mind was information about the Yeongcheon Style. I now understand how to use the Yeongcheon Style efficiently in various situations. No, it wasn't just understanding—it felt as if it had been engraved into my body. 

'This is level 2. What would happen if the Yeongcheon Style's level goes even higher?'

Level 3 required 5 points, and level 4 required 10 points. Coincidentally, it matched exactly the points I had.

[Yeongcheon Style Lv.4]

[You can now use the Yeongcheon Style.] 

The points needed to raise it to level 5 were a whopping 30. I couldn't even imagine how many points would be needed to reach level 6.

'Hehe. Jin Se-young will be shocked when she sees my skills tomorrow. She might even grab my leg and beg me not to leave.'

I was really looking forward to how Jin Se-young would react tomorrow.

***

"Noona. Let's spar."

I said to Jin Se-young as I arrived at the Yeongcheon Sword Hall.

"Spar?"

Jin Se-young made a surprised expression. 

Until now, I had never been the one to initiate a sparring session with her. Jin Se-young's Spartan training didn't make exceptions for sparring. Getting hit somewhere during sparring and swelling up was a common occurrence.

"I had an epiphany yesterday. I'm a bit different from how I was before." 

"An epiphany? Alright."

Jin Se-young didn't seem particularly excited as she spoke. 

We both took some distance and pointed our wooden swords at each other. 

Jin Se-young was a B-rank Hunter. Even if she took my full-powered attack head-on, it would feel like being hit by a child's punch. That's why I could go all out without worrying about the consequences.

"Huh?!"

Jin Se-young was startled by my movements. 

And for good reason—my movements were completely different from yesterday. If yesterday's me was a caterpillar, today's me was a butterfly. 

I stepped into the footwork hidden within the basic movements of the Yeongcheon Style, closing in on her blind spot and swinging my wooden sword.

Thud!

Of course, it was blocked. 

But I didn't stop. The Yeongcheon Style was characterized by its speed and attacks from blind spots. Maintaining the initiative in the attack with speed was more comfortable for me.

"Ugh…!"

Even if it were the her from yesterday, she would have easily blocked my attacks, but now she was stepping back to defend against them. @@novelbin@@

Jin Se-young's eyes grew more serious. She was fully engaged in the spar now. 
Yeongcheon Style versus Yeongcheon Style. 

It was a battle of concentration. Whoever lost focus first or couldn't keep up with the other's speed would lose. 

The moment you lose sight of the opponent's sword, the match will be decided.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The wooden swords clashed. We moved back and forth across the wide training hall. Naturally, there was a lot of movement as we aimed for each other's blind spots. 

Physically, she was superior. But in terms of the basics of the Yeongcheon Style, I had a slight advantage. This was because she had only learned the basics minimally as a child before moving on to the next stage. 

However, the initiative I had was soon taken away. 

I reached my physical limit. The moment I lost sight of Jin Se-young's wooden sword, it struck my left shoulder hard.

Wham!

"Kuh!" 

"Ah…?!"

As I grabbed my shoulder and fell, it was Jin Se-young who panicked. She immediately dropped her wooden sword and rushed over to me, reaching out her hand.

'Hehe. Got her. Sensual Stimulation.'

[Sexual Arousal is activated. Vitality is continuously consumed.] 

Jin Se-young's body twitched, but she couldn't take her hand off my shoulder. She gently rubbed my red, swollen shoulder with her palm.

"S-Sorry, I got too carried away. The injury isn't too bad. It might swell a bit, but it won't bruise. D-Does it hurt a lot?" 

"It hurts. But it feels better when you rub it, noona. Sorry, but can you keep doing it?" 

"Really? But wouldn't an ice pack be better?" 

"I don't like cold things. Just rub it with your palm." 

"Ah, alright."

When I insisted, she reluctantly nodded. 

If it had been yesterday, she wouldn't have obediently listened to me like this. Today, I proved my talent to Jin Se-young and raised my own value.

'Now the tables have turned. She won't kick me out of the Yeongcheon Sword Hall—she'll want to keep me.'

A genius of the Yeongcheon Style. 

If even I could feel it, how much more would Jin Se-young?

'Sigh. This noona still smells amazing. Her sweat smells like pure pheromones. Pheromones.'

I wanted to pull her close and bury my nose in her neck.

Swish. Swish. Swish.

With every rub on my shoulder, Jin Se-young's breathing slowly grew hotter.

"Noona, that's enough." 

"R-Really? But maybe I should rub it a bit more? No, should I put on a patch?" 

"It's fine. I'm a Hunter, after all."

I couldn't get up right away. I needed a bit of time because I was slightly aroused.

"Ah. So you can only stay here for two more weeks? That's a shame." 

"W-Wait! What do you mean, only two weeks?!" 

"Noona, you said it yesterday. That I have no talent." 

"T-That was my mistake! You're a genius of the Yeongcheon Style! So, won't you keep coming? I'll even let you use the private training room for free!"

Jin Se-young grabbed my arm with a desperate expression. 

I laughed inwardly but didn't show it. On the outside, I wore a slightly confused expression. 

At this moment, it was clear who was in charge.

"Hmm. Well, I might get a bit busy, so coming every day like this might be hard." 

"Why all of a sudden?" 

"I'm a college student, noona. I have to study, and if I want to raise my Hunter rank, I need to go to dungeons and hunt regularly."

To raise your rank, two things are necessary: skill and achievements. If either is lacking, you can't raise your rank.

"Eugene, you've only learned the basics of the Yeongcheon Style. To truly master it, you need to start training in practical techniques now." 

"I'm not quitting. I just might be a bit less consistent. And lately, I've been feeling something…"

I trailed off and looked at her. Blue leggings and a pink tank top. Her figure was as captivating as ever.

"Never mind. I want to train alone today. Is that okay?" 

"Sure. But wouldn't it be better if I stayed with you?" 

"Sometimes it's better to train alone. Yesterday, I had an epiphany while training alone at home." 

"An epiphany…" 

"I can't really explain it, but it just came to me. That's why my skills improved today."

I deliberately distanced myself from her. 

Thinking about it, I had been too dependent on Jin Se-young until now. I had no choice since I was in the position of learning from her. But now, things were different. 

Her body was heated up from Sexual Arousal, and after witnessing my talent with her own eyes, her heart would be racing too. 

I entered my private training room, closed the door, and took off all my clothes. Of course, I even took off my underwear, standing completely naked in front of the mirrored wall.

"Ah, my body's amazing."

Over the past week, my body had become slightly muscular from the intense training. It was a lean, attractive muscle. If I kept training at the Yeongcheon Sword Hall for another two months, I could become the kind of muscular guy you see in pictures online.

"My dick is still impressive."

The large, dangling member was my pride. Even when not erect, it was thick enough to remind one of a large carrot.

"Let's start training seriously."

I gripped the wooden sword and began performing the basic movements of the Yeongcheon Style, completely naked. 

The sense of liberation from being naked. I felt like I was getting addicted to this sensation.

***

"What if Eugene quits? I think I've been too cold to him all this time…"

Jin Se-young paced anxiously around the training hall. Her mind was filled with thoughts of what would happen if Seong Eugene quit. 

Although he said he wouldn't quit, the vibe he gave off made it seem like he would leave in a few days.

"Ah… I messed up. Why did I say that yesterday…!"

If she had known Seong Eugene would show such potential today, she would have been kinder to him.

'If it were just ordinary talent, I wouldn't be this anxious…!'

If it were just the kind of talent needed to learn the Yeongcheon Style, she wouldn't have cared if he quit. Even with talent, without the will to improve, there would be no results.

'Eugene's talent is extraordinary. Even if it's just the basics, he's slightly better than me.'

The sudden change in his talent in just one day was strange, but after facing so many nonsensical things as a Hunter, she quickly accepted it. 

And most importantly.

"An epiphany…"

Jin Se-young knew about epiphanies. Her father and grandfather had always emphasized their importance.

"Is there… is there any way to keep Eugene here?"

If giving him a private training room wasn't enough, she could even waive his membership fees. Since the building itself belonged to her father, she could cover the maintenance costs without charging membership fees.

'But then the Yeongcheon Sword Hall would look too cheap.'

As a B-rank Hunter, Jin Se-young understood the psychology of Hunters. 

Hunters didn't particularly like free things. Since they earned a lot, they pursued luxury. If something was free, they would first doubt its quality.

'For now, Eugene's Hunter rank is low, so he might like free things… but once he reaches D-rank, he'll start avoiding free stuff.'

Jin Se-young unknowingly imagined Seong Eugene leaving the Yeongcheon Style behind and joining another Hunter academy. 

With his talent, any Hunter academy would welcome him with open arms. And as he rose through the ranks as a Hunter, the academy he attended would naturally gain attention.

'Ugh!'

Just the thought of it made her uncomfortable. 

She desperately racked her brain for a solution, but nothing came to mind.

'This won't do. First, I need to talk to him and find out what he wants…'

As she opened the door to Seong Eugene's private training room, she froze. It had been so long since she had a regular visitor at the Yeongcheon Sword Hall that she forgot to knock. 

She closed the door and was about to knock when she caught a glimpse of Seong Eugene training in the Yeongcheon Style through the slightly open door.

'Ahhh?!'

Startled, Jin Se-young almost let out a scream. Seong Eugene was training in the basics of the Yeongcheon Style completely naked. 

His body, which had started to gain muscle from recent training, looked good, and his large member dangled between his legs. 

Even in its flaccid state, it was bigger than her ex-boyfriend's from three years ago.

***

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