The Last Gentleman
Chapter 574: Soft Skill Class

Deep mountains, bright moon, hot springs.

Two pairs of stockings lay crossed on the stones around the hot spring, where Catherine soaked, savoring the long-missed mouth-to-mouth feeding.

However, this time the hot spring didn’t host her as the only ’diner’

Across the hot spring sat the sister duo. In this brain world formed by food, the sisters finally separated, with the elder sister sitting on the younger, both enjoying the feeding by an employee resembling William in appearance.

Since the dumplings were divided beforehand, there was no need to worry about competing.

The feast lasted until deep into the early hours, leaving Catherine and her sister Natalie reluctantly waking from their culinary fantasy, faces filled with satisfaction.

Natalie held her flushed cheeks with both hands, "It was so delicious that it relaxed my whole body~ I’m going to sleep a bit, okay~ Sister! You can accompany them for the rest of the night."

"Okay."

Following that, the sisters swiftly grabbed a dinner knife from the table and thrust it into their necks... Swish! Heads were severed, and the heads in their embrace were exchanged seamlessly, flesh aligning perfectly.

The sister held in embrace slipped into a dream, her smile as blissful as that in the hot springs,

"Ah~ my sister is really too kind..."

Upon uttering these words, the overall aura of the Natalie sisters changed abruptly, turning stern, fierce, and even sinister... or perhaps this was the true demeanor of the Natalie sisters, the elder sister used to rule the entire circus, subjecting every newcomer to brutal flexibility training, long before Mr. Rabbit had joined the circus.

Even Catherine’s pupils flickered with a hint of fear. Although she had completed the Nightmare Path, she still couldn’t match the former circus chief.

A pair of hands belonging to the elder sister reached from behind, supporting her chin, "Catherine, aren’t you going back yet at this late hour? I remember Art used to be quite strict with you."

Upon mentioning her boss, Catherine seemed a bit more intrigued, shifting from her usual sitting position to squatting on the chair, "Ever since I completed the Path and took center stage in official performances, Art has barely interfered with me."

"Don’t you think Art has been getting quieter recently? His meddlesome actions have reduced, totally unlike him... The quieter he is, the more unsettling it gets. I dislike this kind of deplorable person. Having someone like him in the circus will lead to trouble someday. Catherine, if you’re capable, you should push him out as soon as possible."

"Ah~ I’ve always wanted to push him out, but it’s really difficult~ No matter what, Art’s strength is recognized by the boss, who even tolerates his worst behaviors because of it.">

"Give me some time; I’ll eventually push him out."

"That’s good~ Then you can go now, hurry back and practice well. Mr. William and I still have private matters to discuss."

Catherine sensed a hint of unease, "What are you going to talk about?"

Natalie’s hand spread open mid-air, her fingers floating, "Of course, it’s about..."

Seeing this, William quickly stepped forward, placing a stack of papers before Natalie and taking over the conversation, "Of course, it’s about discussing the modifications and settings of the ’Theater’; the boss hasn’t given me much time. If I can’t complete the construction of the Theater within the set timeline, my late returns this month will also be blamed, and I might even lose my position as chief."

"I see~ Then I won’t disturb you, thanks for the dumplings, William."

Catherine hopped off the chair, backing out with her hands behind her, and softly touched William’s cheek with her lips painted black, then turned and left.

She exited the Soft Hall, observed by countless eyes from the dormitory as she left the sisters’ territory.

But Catherine was no fool; she could instantly see the meaning behind Natalie’s gaze just then.

Just as she was about to use her Nightmare Ability to secretly observe what would happen next in the Soft Hall, she retracted her ability, recalling the scene of being thrown over the shoulder earlier and subconsciously touching her neck.

"Never mind, let him do what he wants; even if he really ends up with that old witch, it doesn’t concern me."

...

[Soft Hall]

As Catherine left, Natalie, controlled by her elder sister, completely changed,

legs propped up on the table,

without looking at the papers on the table but rather casting a sidelong glance at William.

"Regarding the theater modifications, let’s hand it to my younger sister when she wakes up tomorrow.

Also, I need to emphasize that the massage I promised you during the day was also from my sister; I don’t do such things... Of course, since both my sister and I have enjoyed your dumplings, and it’s apparent you put your heart into making them, even going as far as to include the boss’s meat,

in light of that, I’ll offer you something too, take off your clothes."

"Ah?"

"Don’t think too much, I don’t have much interest in someone as young as you. There’s only one physical form I desire to attain. In return, I’ll teach you something about Soft Skill that can help you quickly adapt to this body.

Don’t think I can’t tell, you haven’t fully adapted to the body after your promotion, have you?"

"Then I appreciate your help, Miss Natalie."

Since the other party had spoken to this extent, William didn’t delay any longer. He immediately took off his shirt—more precisely, he transformed his gentleman’s clothes into a pair of black tight trousers in keeping with the style of the Soft Hall.

When his upper body was fully revealed, Natalie instantly widened her eyes,

As the former Chief of the Circus, her physique was second only to Mister Rabbit. She could recognize at a glance that William’s body was extraordinary, almost like a piece of art.

Unconsciously, a crystal-clear drool trickled down the corner of her mouth.

However, when she noticed the abyss-like black orifice on William’s abdomen, her expression immediately turned ugly, "Another Jian..."

"Cough cough~ Alright, stand on the yoga mat, we are starting now. Try to keep up with my movements, the more perfect the movement, the more it will help you understand your body.

My Soft Skill can achieve perfect communication with the body; whether you can do it depends on your talent."

"Okay."

Natalie was aware of William’s extraordinary body, so she decided to start with a difficult level right away. If William couldn’t keep up, it would also be a good chance to mock him.

"Watch closely, we’ll start with an easier, slower movement, ’Ground Gaze.’

Natalie then bent her waist backward,

bringing her back and thighs together,

then reached down to grab her ankles with both hands,

and finally tilted her head back between her legs, looking forward.

The whole process was done without any sound of cracking bones, quite effortlessly.

Just as she was about to instruct William on the movement, she found that William had also completed the movement in sync,

resulting in both of them making eye contact between their legs.

"Cough cough~ Not bad, it seems you had undergone similar training before. Next, I might slightly increase the difficulty and speed."

"Okay."

The clock in the Soft Hall moved quickly, and time soon approached the second hour of the morning.

As Natalie’s younger sister woke from a pleasant dream, she instinctively wanted to stretch but found she had no sensation in her limbs,

her head had been separated and placed aside.

"What is my sister doing? Why did she separate me out... quite unusual indeed."

The younger sister also soon felt a sweltering heat permeating the Soft Hall, and when she followed this sensation with her gaze, she widened her eyes,

only to see at the center of the Soft Hall, on the yoga mat,

her sister, by rotating her limbs, had twisted herself into an inverted screw shape.

And maintaining perfect balance while supported only by the tip of her tongue, inverted.

The difficulty of this posture was considerable, and combined with a whole night of non-stop Soft Skill training, beads of sweat the size of small peas continuously dripped from her body,

not only was the tight-fitting outfit completely soaked,

but even the highly absorbent yoga mat was drenched, and even the surroundings were filled with sweat.

On the adjacent yoga mat, William was sitting in the same posture, only he was teetering as supporting himself with the tip of his tongue was too straining, barely managing it.

Seeing this, the sister couldn’t help but reveal a nearly deranged smile, "Hahaha, William, you finally can’t keep up, can you?"

"Haha, this move is really tough... But, indeed, this night of training has allowed me to fully understand my promoted body, thank you very much."