Chapter 31: A Spell to Ride the Wind

After breakfast, Miyamizu Rin resumed teaching Arisugawa Yuu about cultivation.

Today’s lesson was the [Wind-Riding Spell].

The incantation was “Ride the wind and soar through the void, with the momentum of thunder.”

As always, Miyamizu Rin liked to ask him questions during training. Today was no exception.

The question was—

“Arisugawa-kun, what do you think is the purpose of learning the Wind-Riding Incantation?”

Arms crossed, Miyamizu Rin studied him with her clear, piercing eyes, waiting for his answer.

“Well, senpai, for me, the purpose of learning it is probably just to run away. I’m still weak right now—running when I can’t win isn’t something to be ashamed of.”

Miyamizu Rin brushed a strand of hair blown loose by the wind from her face, replying noncommittally: “A very fitting answer for someone like you.”

“Is that supposed to be a compliment?”

Arisugawa Yuu asked.

Miyamizu Rin let out a cool sigh. “Given that your brain is filled to the brim with images of girls’ legs and chests, the fact that you came up with any coherent answer is impressive enough to deserve praise.”

“Thanks, but I’m not happy at all.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Senpai, has anyone ever told you that you have serious tsundere potential?”

Miyamizu Rin glanced at him with her clear eyes, voice icy: “If we’re only counting people who are still alive—and excluding you—then no.”

So she meant everyone who had told her was dead?

And the way she deliberately separated “the living” from “you” made her meaning crystal clear.

“Senpai, I’m sorry, I was wrong.”

The next second, Arisugawa Yuu raised his hands in surrender at a speed that would make even the French proud.

Truly, she was a senpai—her words had style.

This art of wrapping insults in silk—Arisugawa Yuu couldn’t help but admire it.

“Hmph.” Miyamizu Rin gave a light scoff, then continued, “You’re not entirely wrong to think of the Wind-Riding Incantation as an escape tool. But what I mean to say is, its purpose goes beyond that. With faster movement, you’ll always stay one step ahead—gaining the upper hand in battle, and maintaining control.”

Like a diligent student, Arisugawa Yuu raised his hand. “So, senpai, having more control means you can chase down enemies when you’re winning, and retreat when you’re losing—total freedom of movement?”

Miyamizu Rin nodded, almost approvingly: “For someone whose brain is packed with nothing but legs and chests, grasping the essence this quickly is… surprisingly rare.”

Hearing her say it again, Arisugawa Yuu protested innocently: “Senpai, I only admitted to being a leg fetishist!”

“And a foot fetishist.”

Miyamizu Rin helpfully reminded him.

“I absolutely deny the foot thing! That was never my true intention!”

“Are you questioning the Mirror of True Heart’s ability?” Miyamizu Rin stared directly at him.

Under her piercing, intimidating gaze, Arisugawa Yuu sighed in defeat: “Fine, let’s say I am. But whether it’s legs or feet, that still has nothing to do with girls’ chests!”

“Then who was it, just now, staring at my chest?”

Miyamizu Rin’s delicate face twisted into a look of disdain.

“You noticed? I mean—no, wait! I was clearly looking at your pink necktie, not your chest! Senpai, your bow is tied perfectly. It’s very beautiful.”

“Big sis, Arisugawa-onii-chan is lying. He was staring at your chest the whole time.”

Out of nowhere, the white fox Koyuki popped up and ruthlessly exposed Arisugawa Yuu’s flimsy lie.

“Koyuki,” Arisugawa Yuu said, smiling a smile so “kind” it sent chills down her spine, “do you still want those lollipops?”

Koyuki shrank back, then turned to Miyamizu Rin with teary eyes: “Big sis, big sis, Arisugawa-onii-chan is bullying me!”

Miyamizu Rin’s expression instantly softened. She pulled Koyuki into her arms, gently stroking her smooth, snowy hair as she comforted her: “Don’t be afraid, little one. I’ll punish him for you.”

As she said this, she shot Arisugawa Yuu a glance with her clear eyes—Bullying little girls? Is that really all you’re capable of?

Koyuki buried her small face deep into Miyamizu Rin’s generous chest. How bouncy it was remained unseen, but how soft it was? Undoubtedly.

Arisugawa Yuu watched, filled with envy.

While being comforted, Koyuki secretly made a deal with Arisugawa Yuu.

When Miyamizu Rin wasn’t looking, she mouthed silently: Ten lollipops.

One, Arisugawa Yuu mouthed back.

Her eyes widened. He’d haggled too hard.

Koyuki immediately chose to betray him.

Puffing her cheeks, she whispered to Miyamizu Rin: “Big sis, big sis, I’ll tell you a secret—last night, Arisugawa-onii-chan secretly asked me when you usually take a bath.”

“Is that so?” Miyamizu Rin looked up, her tone calm as she turned to Arisugawa Yuu.

Her voice was emotionless, yet Arisugawa Yuu felt a chill run down his spine, as if daggers were pressing against his back.

Wait—daggers pressing against his back?

At that thought, Arisugawa Yuu instinctively turned around.

In his field of vision, the ice-blue sword [Mountain and River] was emitting an incredibly cold aura in mid-air.

Arisugawa Yuu clearly saw that, though it was not yet unsheathed, the ice-blue sword energy was still fluctuating in the air, ready to go. Just looking at it made his head hurt.

Arisugawa Yuu hastily chose to submit, “Wait, wait, Miyamizu-senpai, let me explain. I was just curious because I had never seen you bathe.”

Hearing him say this, Miyamizu Rin rubbed her temples with a headache, her cold, beautiful face full of pain: “Arisugawa-kun, can you please put your energetic, yet unprofessional, desire for knowledge into cultivation? I believe that even if it’s just a little bit, you’d be much stronger than you are now.”

“Miyamizu-senpai, I think that teaching with fun is very necessary.”

Arisugawa Yuu explained.

“So?”

Miyamizu Rin folded her arms, clearly adopting an ‘I’m waiting for you to explain how you’ll get out of this’ posture.

Regardless of Miyamizu Rin’s thoughts, Arisugawa Yuu continued: “Senpai, if reaching a certain cultivation level meant you’d never get dirty or develop body odor, wouldn’t that inspire many people? Wouldn’t that give them more motivation to train?”

“You’re not wrong.” Miyamizu Rin nodded, agreeing, and then continued, “However, do you really think I will believe your nonsense?”

“Why wouldn’t you believe it?”

“If that were said by someone else, of course, I would choose to believe it, but coming from your mouth, you perverted lecher, I don’t even believe the punctuation.”

Miyamizu Rin gave Arisugawa Yuu a look that seemed to say, “Do you even know what kind of person you are?”

Although if he were to change places with Miyamizu Rin, Arisugawa Yuu wouldn’t have believed his own nonsense. But—

Arisugawa Yuu protested, dissatisfied: “Miyamizu-senpai, when did I become a perverted lecher?”

“Just now.”

Miyamizu Rin replied.

“Huh?”

Arisugawa Yuu was dumbfounded. He hadn’t done anything, so how had he become a perverted lecher?

Seeing him like this, Miyamizu Rin held back her laughter and explained, “I’ve come to understand that you’re neither a leg fetishist nor a foot fetishist. You’re simply just horny. As long as it’s good-looking, whether it’s legs, feet, or chests, you like it all.”

Alright, since he was exposed, Arisugawa Yuu stopped pretending and just admitted it.

He assumed a serious pose and corrected Miyamizu Rin’s words, “Miyamizu-senpai, if I have to blame someone, it’s only because you’re just too good-looking. I can’t help but like you. Also, I have to emphasize that my affection isn’t that narrow. Besides what you said earlier, I also like your delicate collarbones, snow-white shoulders, and your slender waist.”

The white-furred fox, Miyamizu Yukisato, looked on, eyes wide. She’d never realized Arisugawa-nii was this bold before!

Did he not know how to spell “death”?

In Miyamizu Yukisato’s eyes, the word “danger” had already appeared over Arisugawa Yuu’s head.

Sure enough.

The next second, Miyamizu Rin, unable to bear it any longer, flicked her slender fingers, and a gust of wind blew, sending Arisugawa Yuu to the top of a tall tree.

Arisugawa Yuu grabbed onto the trunk, trying to maintain his balance, and found a suitable spot to stand.

Arisugawa Yuu looked down, he didn’t know how high it was, but he could certainly say one thing—he couldn’t get down by himself unless he fell.

Was Miyamizu Rin unable to bear him and wanted to make him “hang himself on a branch”?

No, this wasn’t of his own volition.
It didn’t count as suicide.

However, whether it was by his own volition or not, Arisugawa Yuu didn’t want to die in a tree.

He immediately pleaded to Miyamizu Rin, who was standing under the big tree with an elegant figure and a cold, fairy-like demeanor, “Miyamizu-senpai, Miyamizu-senpai, I was wrong, let me down.”

Miyamizu Rin glared at Arisugawa Yuu with an icy, disgusted look and said blandly, “Reflect on yourself up there first. Otherwise, you’ll spend all day thinking about improper things.”

“No way?” Arisugawa Yuu looked at her pitifully, “Senpai, when are you going to let me down?”

“Are you an idiot?” Miyamizu Rin scolded him, as if she hated him for not living up to expectations, “Haven’t you learned the Wind-Riding Spell yet?”

Ah, this—

Arisugawa Yuu slapped his forehead. He had a slight fear of heights, and as soon as he was on the tree, he had forgotten all about it.

He called up the system panel with his mind and indeed saw the [Wind-Riding Spell] has been learned current level: LV1 shown.

He had learned it, but… he didn’t know if that LV1 level could get him down safely?

For safety’s sake, Arisugawa Yuu decided to stay on the tree for a while and carefully understand the Wind-Riding Spell to increase his level.

The system was just an auxiliary cheat, and he couldn’t completely rely on it to take him to the peak of life so easily. The most important thing was to rely on himself.

Thinking of this, Arisugawa Yuu, feeling the wind blowing against him on the tall tree, began to comprehend the Wind-Riding Spell.

For Arisugawa Yuu, since he decided to do something, he would do it well and never give up halfway.

With this unwavering belief, he gradually managed to control his inner fear and began to immerse himself completely in the world of cultivation.

Miyamizu Rin, standing under the tree, seeing Arisugawa Yuu enter a state of meditation, finally relaxed.

Although this man was often not serious at all, he was also serious about the truly important matters. He was a person with potential.

If she could urge him well in the future, then when the future crisis arrived, he would be able to protect himself, wouldn’t he?

Thinking of this, Miyamizu Rin, feeling satisfied, also sat down on the stone bench under the big tree and closed her eyes to meditate. Of course, she also kept one eye open, observing Arisugawa Yuu’s state to prevent him from accidentally falling.

Although she would scold him, she would also feel heartache if Arisugawa Yuu were injured.