111 Preparations
Of all the unreasonable…Of course he'd find the most ludicrous 'training' method out of all the techniques available in the world!
"That's not exactly – Hey! Unhand me you brute!", she squirmed against his grip.
"Stop being a child."
Yuya flapped ineffectively as quick rough hands spun her around, setting the oversized chestplate and yanking her left and right as he tugged at straps.
"Boobs! Boo-oobs!" came her gasping signal.
"Tch, as if you have any." He slapped a hand unsympathetically against her covered chest and once satisfied with its stability, abruptly released her and watched entertained as she tottered unbalanced.
