An hour later, Vogue was lying on the arena floor, panting like a he-goat. Claire truly deserves her title as the top 3 student in the academy. Not just her beauty, her strength was also off the charts.
He basically had to use techniques to bridge the strength between them, and even then, he wasn’t able to get her to activate any combat art.
However, she fought with all her strength, and even fought dirty!
Recalling as at one point in the battle, his balls almost exploded from her kick, Vogue couldn’t help but wince in pain.
She really is crazy.
"Same time tomorrow?" Claire was resting at the edge of the arena as she asked.
Vogue sighed at having to face through this everyday but nodded his head.
"Don’t forget you have to teach me Cruel Sun tommorow. Will book you for one hour for the entire week. Thirty minutes battle, then the other thirty minutes you teach me Cruel Sun."
"If you’re able to teach me before the Osympic Test, then I will add an extra 20,000 credit."
Vogue’s eyes instantly lit up, and he ignored his tired body and stood up immediately. "Deal!"
Claire shook her head at Vogue’s reaction. She leaot over the arena ropes and headed for the hanger taking out a fresh towel an cleaning her sweat. "Hazel was right. You really like money a lot."
Vogue crossed his arms and shrugged. "Who doesn’t like money?"
Claire wrapped the towel around her waist, and right there and then, she raised grabbed the edges of her sports bra and lifted them over her head.
She actually removed her sports bra right in front of Vogue!
Immediately, Vogue’s jaw dropped to the ground! She was practically undressing right before him.
His eyes glued to her perky breasts.
They were snow white as though they had never been in the sun before. And those breasts, are insane. He had thought it was because of the sports bra that’s why they were standing straight during their spar , but now he knew it definitely wasn’t the sports bra.
They were built different. It was as though she did breast surgery to make them that perky.
Vogue swallowed hard and narrowed his eyes then he pointed at himself while asking her wuth shock still in his face. "You know I’m still here, right?"
Claire glanced at him in confusion. "Of course, I’m not blind."
Vogue shrugged in happiness and watched her remove her tight dress as he changed the subject.
"What else has Hazel told you about me?"
Claire bent down, struggled to remove her sports tight. The towel wrapped around her waist slipped during the struggle, making Vogue inhale sharply.
’Is she doing this intentionally!?’ Vogue was baffled.
Claire sighed and then raised one leg up as she removed her leg from the sports tight, and then the second leg.
Vogue felt blood rush to his head and almost his nose as he saw a neatly shaved, milky white kitty.
"She actually doesn’t talk much about you. Just a few things here and there. You don’t expect me to snitch on my friend, do you?" She raised an eyebrow teasingly at Vogue and folded her cloth to one corner.
Vogue was stunned. ’You can show your nakedness to me, but you have morals when it comes to snitching on me, right?’
"You know you’re naked, right?" Vogue couldn’t help but ask, thinking she might be sick in the head.
"Yeah, I do it all the time with my friends after combat."
Vogue took in a deep breath. "Your friends are all females, right?"
Claire tilted her head, feeling that something might be wrong. Her friends had always undressed before her to shower, which was why she adopted such a mentality after a while.
Sometimes, she and her friends shower together to save precious time for cultivation. She had never had a male friend to try this with, though, so she didn’t know if she was doing something wrong.
"Yeah, why?" Claire pursed her lips and formed.
"N-nothing. Just don’t do this to other guys." Vogue stammered and sighed as he told her.
Claire raised an eyebrow. "You don’t tell me what to do." Then she headed to the shower. As she moved, her ass shook like water as she took one step after the other.
As she was about to enter, she suddenly paused in the doorway and looked back at Vogue.
"If you’re in a hurry, you can join me in the shower."
Vogue’s removed his gaze from her ass and looked at her in shock and disbelief.
"What!?"
Did she just invite me to shower with her?
He couldn’t believe there was such a naive woman in this world. ’I mean, I’ve read about them in novels and seen them on TV, but how’s it possible they’re real?’
’This girl is really naive!’
"It’s fine if you don’t want to, but what is with that expression?" Claire glared at him and then entered the bathroom.
Vogue remained silent for more than a minute before he shook his head and decided to leave.
If he stayed here any longer, he didn’t know what he would do to her.
He cleared his throat and packed his things in the room. "I’ve dropped my details on the sofa, you can send my payment to the account detail and text me also if something’s up. "
"I can’t hear you. Come in here or wait till I get out." Claire shouted over the running water.
Vogue staggered and almost fell to the ground.
The Ice Queen being so casual after a battle wasn’t something he had expected. He couldn’t wait any longer and immediately fled the room.
He met Manager Tim before leaving. The manager left him 700 Credits, 200 more than he typically received every day.
The manager patted him on the back for a job well done.
On his way out, Vogue and the receptionist exchanged curses and insults as usual before exiting Titan Training Hall to go home.