Story: New Heroes? Part 1 (Patreon)

Here's the next part of the story. I tried out a few effects on some of the images—I hope you like them^^ See you on Saturday for the next installment of the comic, and happy reading, everyone^^

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A week had passed since he began training with Sakuya. She put him through physical exercises whose intensity increased as the day went on. She also monitored his diet, and the slightest slip-up was punished by the loss of a meal or an increase in exercises.

Akira was also given meditation exercises to help him relearn how to listen to his body—but above all, to his power. Although the young man ended each evening on his knees and completely exhausted, his efforts began to show results. He lost three kilos in a week, which left him with a huge cheek. So he continued training with a certain fervor, gradually regaining a taste for physical exertion and rediscovering reflexes he thought he’d lost. Akira thought he’d soon regain his former physique, but then Sakuya arrived with a strange request.

-You can’t be serious?

-Yes, why not?

-I don’t see how shaving my bodyhair completely will help me get back in shape.

-I already told you why, it’s simply for the swimming drills.

-That’s still a stupid request.

-Listen, Akira, athletes shave to save time, so you’re going to do the same.

-I don’t plan on breaking any records.

-True, but you have times to meet, and if you fail, you know what’s in store for you.

-Ugh, fine.

-Thanks, sweetie.

-Don’t call me that!

-Hehe

So Akira shaved, and the sensation felt strange to him. His legs had never been so smooth, and the feel of his clothes against his skin was odd but far from unpleasant. He pushed the thought aside and resumed his training to clear his mind. However, that evening, the feel of the sheets had the same effect as his clothes. He shook his head and eventually fell asleep with a clear mind. The next day, he was given his first swimming exercises. He was surprised by Sakuya’s outfit and began to blush. The young woman laughed at all this and, shortly after, ordered Akira to begin the swimming exercises.

The young man tried to keep up with the required pace but had a very hard time doing so. He even nearly drowned from exhaustion, forcing Sakuya to pull him out of the water to prevent a tragedy.

-I didn’t think it would be this hard for you, Akira.

-What do you mean?

-You’re an ice manipulator, so I figured you’d be comfortable in the water.

-I don’t see the connection at all.

-Isn’t manipulating ice the same as manipulating water?

-Not at all it’s completely different.

-If you say so. Well, let’s call it a day for today. I don’t want you to die from overexertion.

-Thanks.

-You’re also going to have to do without me for a week.

-Excuse me?

-Yes, I have to go on a mission, but be careful, don’t let up on your efforts.

-I don’t plan to.

-I know you well, actually. Here, take this.

-What is it?

-A tea to help you lose weight. The first few kilos are the easiest to lose; it gets harder after that.

-I thought this kind of tea was just a scam.

-Trust me, this one isn’t a scam.

-Okay…

So Akira went home, completely exhausted from his day. He flopped down on his couch and looked at the tea bag. He’d forgotten to tell Sakuya that he hated tea—a drink he found tasteless and awful. However, he knew Sakuya’s ability to keep an eye on him even when she wasn’t there, leaving him no choice but to drink it. As he’d expected, he found the tea bitter and tasteless and had to force himself to finish it.

So he continued with the exercises Sakuya had left for him while drinking the tea every evening. The weight loss continued, though it was slower than expected. Sakuya congratulated him for not cheating while she was away and even allowed him to have a cheat meal. Akira refused, not wanting to break his momentum. He even offered to step up his training so he could get his revenge on the witch. Sakuya was delighted and fully accommodated the young man’s request.

Three months passed in this way. Akira had lost nearly 15 kilos, which surprised him. He had never managed to lose that much, even while fasting. He was even beginning to tolerate the various workouts except for swimming, which remained a real ordeal in his eyes. As for the tea, he eventually got used to the taste or rather, the lack of taste. One evening, while taking a shower, he noticed something strange. He felt as though his pectoral muscles had grown in size. He thought it was due to the rapid weight loss, but another detail caught his eye. He felt as though his features had become more refined. Was it his imagination, or was he really changing?

He decided to go see Sakuya; after all, she was the only one who had the answers to his questions. He found her at her place and was even surprised that she was there.

-Akira? Today’s your day off. I appreciate your motivation, but if you don’t rest, your body won’t be able to keep up.

-I’m not here to train.

-Oh? Then what brings you here?

-I have a problem…

-What is it?

-I… I feel like my body is changing…

-That’s normal; you’re losing weight.

-I’m not talking about that. I’m not that stupid, Sakuya.

-Then what?

-I feel like… I’m developing female secondary sexual characteristics…

-Excuse me?

-Yes, I feel like my breasts are growing and my features are changing!

-I see… Come on in; I’ll examine you.

-Thanks, Sakuya…

End of Part 1