In the Service Club, Yukinoshita Yukino's voice rang out, carrying a trace of mockery.
"Oh, I didn't expect Tanaka Masao's willpower to be so strong.
I thought you'd give up after two or three tries. Are you this persistent because you don't want to embarrass yourself in front of a beautiful girl like me?"
Tanaka Masao looked at Yukinoshita Yukino's sweet yet mocking smile and clenched his teeth.
But right now, he had no strength left to talk back.
Just moments ago, under Yukinoshita Yukino's instruction, he had been doing push-ups.
His body felt heavy and weak.
After only five push-ups, he was trembling all over. He tried hard, but still couldn't manage a sixth.
Watching him pant heavily, Yukinoshita Yukino shook her head in disappointment.
"I've got a clear idea of your physical condition now—it's really weak.
Useless Tanaka, tell me your current weight and your goal."
After a pause, Tanaka Masao replied, "My current weight is 100 kilograms, and my target weight is about 70 kilograms."
"Seventy kilograms…"
Yukinoshita Yukino pinched her chin thoughtfully.
"You're about 1.75 meters tall, so seventy kilograms is just right.
Do you have a time frame in mind? Do you want to lose weight quickly, or do it slowly?
I recommend the slow approach—half a year to a year.
It's safer for your body, and if you train properly, you'll build a better physique too. Muscles, abs, things like that."
Tanaka Masao nodded.
"If Yukinoshita has the time to guide me, then I have no problem. I'd prefer to take it slow."
"Alright. I'll make a six-month weight-loss plan for you.
I hope you'll cooperate."
"I'll definitely cooperate."
"Since you'll cooperate…"
Yukinoshita Yukino's eyes grew cold as her tone sharpened.
"Then why are you still slacking off? Hurry up, you lazy fat pig, Tanaka!"
When it came to training Tanaka, she showed no mercy.
Tanaka-kun, come on, just one more, you can do it…
Words of encouragement like that never crossed her lips.
Instead, her venomous tongue lashed out ruthlessly.
The cold instructor, Yukinoshita Yukino, had fully appeared.
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An hour later.
Tanaka Masao was on his knees, supporting himself with both hands, gasping for air.
Sweat poured down his face onto the floor, and his clothes were completely drenched.
"I… I didn't know I was this amazing!"
In his previous life, his physical fitness had been much better than now, yet he had never lasted this long in exercise.
Now, even with a weaker body, he had managed to push further.
He had to admit—Yukinoshita Yukino's sharp tongue had a powerful effect.
Under her cold gaze and relentless scolding, he always managed to summon new strength.
Am I really just a pathetic ordinary guy?
In front of a beautiful girl, I always want to do better.
But… I don't hate this feeling.
Yukinoshita Yukino pinched her chin as she looked at him kneeling on the floor, letting out a soft sigh.
"Biology was right—men can unleash unimaginable strength when properly provoked."
Tanaka Masao looked up nervously at her thoughtful expression and asked:
"What are you thinking about?"
Yukinoshita Yukino tilted her head, her face blooming with an angelic smile.
"I was just thinking… if you can unleash such potential with only verbal provocation, what would happen if I used tools?
For example, a whip or something like that."
"You… how can you even say that!"
Tanaka Masao's eyes widened in shock. How could someone with the face of an angel say such devilish words?
She was seriously considering whipping him to push him further.
Damn it, why do I feel a little tempted?
It must be this body's fault, not me.
Noticing the change in his expression, Yukinoshita Yukino looked at him as though he were trash.
"Tanaka, were you just excited? Hah… you're truly hopeless.
Are you perhaps a perverted masochist pig, Tanaka?"
Tanaka Masao's face burned red.
He didn't even know whether it was from anger, embarrassment, or something else.
"You… how can you accuse me like that out of nowhere?! And why do you always stick so many insulting titles onto my name?"
Yukinoshita Yukino blinked innocently, her tone almost playful.
"Did I say anything wrong?"
"Hmph, whatever you say."
Unable to argue, Tanaka Masao fell silent.
Yukinoshita Yukino smiled in satisfaction and went on.
"I've already planned out your training routine.
The school playground will be taken over by sports clubs after classes, so here's the schedule:
Every morning at 7, come to school and jog for an hour.
After school, go straight to the Service Club and train here for another hour.
As for diet, you know the basics—you'll need to cut down on fatty foods.
So your staples will be chicken breast, beef, fish, along with vegetables and fruits.
You can handle that, right?"
Tanaka Masao nodded. "The diet is fine, I'll pay attention. But… isn't two hours of training every day too much?"
He wasn't sure if he could really keep up with such intensity.
But Yukinoshita Yukino answered with full confidence.
"Two hours. How will you know unless you try?
Today you already achieved far more than you ever thought you could."
Hearing this, Tanaka Masao no longer objected.
"Then I'll give it a try."
"Good."
Yukinoshita Yukino looked out at the evening sky and began packing her things.
"It's getting late. That's enough for today. Go home. I'll wait for you at the playground tomorrow morning—I hope you won't be late."
"Okay."
Tanaka Masao nodded, picked up his schoolbag, and followed Yukinoshita Yukino out of the Service Club.
"Oh, and Tanaka—don't forget to wear sportswear tomorrow. If you come back to class covered in sweat, I guarantee you will get kicked out."
"Of course I know that much."
"Oh, really? With your IQ, I thought you wouldn't have considered it."
The two chatted lightly about training plans as they walked, and before long, they reached the school gate.
Since Yukinoshita Yukino had moved out to live alone in an apartment—and after the unpleasant incident at the beginning of the school year, when her car hit Hachiman Hikigaya as he saved Yuigahama Yui's dog—she no longer had a driver to pick her up after school.
The two walked together for a while before parting ways at the intersection.