Legendary Soul Art

'Fuck!' Number One cursed in his mind as he reached out for his pants but it was too late. The person was already walking inside and forced him to act immediately.

Number One jumped out with a dagger in hand and grabbed the person by their throat before pinning them to the wall. He could tell it was a woman by her surprised squeek and then recognized her long blonde hair.

"Nami?" Number One questioned in confusion and dashed towards the door to close them properly. "How did you get into my room? Is your sister here?"

Nami rubbed her neck while brushing her hair back and gazed at him with interest. "My sister is not here. She is with Headmaster Blake, settling the paperwork to enroll me into the Academy."

She then tapped the Student Badge on her chest and added, "I asked for the access to your room until my own is prepared."

Number One relaxed at Miss Black's absence but that still didn't make it right. "And Headmaster Blake just gave it to you?"

That question caused Nami to chuckle and she sat down on the bed. "Headmaster Blake didn't agree at first but my sister can be really convincing when it is something she wants. It is only a single day access so you don't need to worry. Next time I will knock before I invite myself in."

"You shouldn't enter other people's rooms without permission. What if I stabbed you?" Number One warned while showing his dagger but Nami only shrugged.

"I came because of your promise," Nami replied simply. "Didn't you say you will help me with my neck if you come out alive? Since you are alive, I wish to claim that massage. My neck is in a bit of pain right now."

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Number One took a deep breath before releasing the air slowly. He only said it to get on her good side, but a promise was a promise. "Alright then. I will give you a neck massage but that's it. No kissing, no touching. Once we are done, you can leave."

Nami only giggled as her gaze fell down onto Number One's crotch. "You sound funny when you try to act stern without wearing your pants."

"You are not as innocent as you look," Number One pointed out and kept his dagger while walking back to pick up his pants.

"Many tell me the same but it is not really my fault. I was born this way," Nami explained as her eyes followed Number One's butt. "It's okay, you don't need to wear them. I like this view."

Number One ignored her comment and wore his uniform properly. Only when he was fully covered did he finally turn back. Nami was already laying down on his bed as if it was hers and admired him with a gentle smile.

"You need to sit up if you want me to massage your neck," Number One pointed out but Nami wasn't in a hurry.

"The hickeys I left on your neck are gone," Nami muttered as she stared at him. "They shouldn't be gone that fast unless you made an effort to remove them."

Since a hickey was just a simple bruise, Number One's regeneration has already recovered the damage done to his skin. He actually had to force himself earlier to stop it or else he would have no proof to display. Normally it would only take a few seconds to heal.

"They were quite light so they went away after I rubbed them a bit," Number One replied casually and warned, "If you don't sit down, I will have to change my mind."

"Can't you just do it while sitting on my stomach?" Nami asked as she rubbed her skinny stomach but Number One wasn't that easily tempted.

"No, I'm too heavy for you," Number One denied and started counting. "One. Two. Thr—"

Nami was quick to sit down on the edge before Number One finished. "Here. I'm ready."

Number One knew it was a bad idea but he had to keep Nami happy for now. Once her sister left, he could just keep his distance and let her choose someone else.

"Stay still and don't talk," Number One ordered as he kneeled behind her on the bed and began his treatment.

"Ahh…" Nami moaned as soon as Number One touched her neck. It was just the start though as her moans only increased in volume as time went by.

"Mhmmm, so good… You have heavenly hands…" Nami praised while reaching back to scratch Number One's thigh. "Can you do my shoulders too? They are really sore."

"Remove your hand first," Number One commanded sternly but Nami didn't listen.

"You took my first kiss right in front of my sister and I can't just scratch your leg? You know she would kill you if I didn't follow along," Nami pointed out calmly and he couldn't fight with that logic. The only issue is that she saved him from a problem she created herself.

"I only did it to save myself. You two called me to the Headmaster's office and almost killed me. How do you expect me to be grateful?" Number One questioned and let go of her. "Alright, that's enough of the massage. You can go check on your sister now."

Nami didn't look satisfied with just this much. "Are you not going to ask me why I called for you? I was looking for a candidate who can train my family's Soul Art with me."

"I am not really interested in any group training," Number One replied calmly. "If you just asked me directly, we wouldn't have to go through all of this messy situation. I would just decline and leave."

"Then what do you want me to tell my sister? The only reason she didn't chase after you was because I said I chose you as my training partner," Nami informed with a sigh. "She will be staying in the Academy for the next month and will monitor our progress. If I tell her you declined me, she will definitely go crazy on you."

Number One facepalmed himself and pinched the bridge on his nose to stop the incoming headache. He was hoping he could get rid of this predicament once Miss Black left but his plan went down the drain.

Just as he wondered what to do, they heard a knock on the door which annoyed him further.

"Are you expecting someone?" Nami asked cheerfully as he walked to check who it was but he stopped her in time.

"No, you stay back," Number One ordered as he sat Nami on bed. "Don't move and don't show yourself. I will check who it is and we will continue talking afterward."

Nami only nodded like a good girl and Number One rushed to the door. He was worried it would be Miss Black but it turned out to be Luna.

"Hey, I just talked with the teacher and he mentioned something happened between you and a new student," Luna spoke curiously as she looked him up and down. "Is everything okay? He didn't tell me any details."

Number One only left the door half open as he blocked the view with his body. "Yeah, I am okay. Don't worry about it. They just wanted something from me and I rejected them."

"Oh…" Luna muttered as she peeked behind him. "Why do you act weird then? Is there someone inside?"

"Why do you ask?" Number One questioned innocently and quickly cut the conversation short. "Anyway, I was about to shower so I will talk to you later."

Number One didn't plan to wait for her answer and wanted to close the door when he suddenly felt two arms embrace his waist from behind.

"Baby, who are you talking to for so long? The shower will get cold if you don't hurry."