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(Part 8)
Carpentry did wonders for Anon’s strength, and his stamina wasn’t lacking either. He broke his workout records from before he came to Gensokyo easily. Being one of the few people knowledgeable about the equipment in the room, a small crowd formed to ask him questions. Starting from the basics with most of the students, Anon became an impromptu teaching assistant. Something that drew Coach Shinki’s interest. After blowing her whistle, she motioned Anon over to her and Alice while indicating for the rest of the girls to continue exploring.

“What can I do for you, Coach?”

“Since you’re so good at leading the other girls, why don’t you help Alice do some sit-ups? Just hold her feet down. Don’t be afraid to give her some tips, okay? Maybe talk about what kind of food you like. I know Alice can’t resist my famous strawberry shortcake! Why, when she was little, she actually drooled on the floor—“

The indignant, tired Alice cried out. “MOM, that’s embarrassing!” The blonde witch blushed and instinctively wiped away the sweat near her mouth before facing Anon. “B-But I do want your help…”

“I’d be happy to. Let’s just get in position, and we’ll have your abs toned in no time!” Encouraged by Anon, Alice laid down on the floor and propped her knees wide apart. The sight of her crotch displayed so defenselessly was a bit much for Anon’s heart.

Grabbing her knees, Alice let out a small yelp before Anon slid them together. “Th-They shouldn’t be too far apart, you’ll cramp like that. Now, try lifting your upper body as far as you can.” Following Anon’s instructions, the puppetmaster of the forest managed a solid 10 degree differences between her back and the floor. Anon was about to get up before Shinki whistled at him.

“KEEP YOUR HANDS ON HER FEET!” Panic shot through Anon’s brain. “Gym isn’t just about staying fit: It’s about teamwork! Now, I just need to grab something from my office. Keep your hands on Alice while I’m gone, or it’s a week of detention!” Backing away from the pair while maintaining a strict sight-line, Shinki left the two teenagers frightened and touching.

“Well then, let’s take it slowly. Focus on your belly and tighten your core. Practice that a few times, then try to lift up again. I’ll just… keep holding you.” Shinki’s bombastic demeanor wasn’t the only thing confusing Anon: The girls around him started to whisper:

“Why is Coach trying to help her win? Are they going to share him?”

“Abuse of power! Coach is flaunting the rules!”

“The rules already flaunt themselves, stupid! This is probably the only way anyone can get around the dumb rule changes.”

“It’s not fair! Anon should be between my legs, not hers!”

Anon could’ve sworn he heard Hana’s voice among the sea of chatter, but couldn’t pick out her words from anyone else. Looking down at Alice, it was clear she could hear them too. It was time to snap out of this funk and help his classmate! Keeping one hand on her feet, Anon slid over to Alice’s side. She would get her workout one way or another.

“Why did you let go? What are you—Ahh! Wait, I’m all sweaty back there!” Anon pressed his free hand against Alice’s upper back.

“It’s fine to get a little help the first time you do this. You just need to get the hang of the motion. Now rise!” Letting Alice lift herself up, Anon gently followed the arc with his hand. He exerted barely any pressure: It was all about making Alice think he was pushing her. First she lifted herself 45 degrees. Then 60. On her third attempt, All Anon had to do was touch her with his finger to bring her to a full sit-up.

Sweaty, embarrassed in public and out of breath, Alice finally did her first sit-up.

Anon coaxed only 2 more out of the witch before her stomach started hurting. Still under Shinki’s orders, Anon sat down next to her as she rested, Hana and Aunn bringing over cool water. Not wanting to be left out from her ‘brother’s’ attention, Hana commanded Anon to watch her while did stretches, jumping jacks, squats, and yoga poses that were supposed to heighten her spiritual senses.

“That’s a lot of calisthenics, Hana! Don’t you wanna squeeze in a little weight training?”

“Weights? But you were watching me, right Onii-chan?! You don’t think my poses were special or elicited any weird feelings?”

“I’ll tell you what they elicited: Pride! You’d be a fantastic gymnast, Hana! Now that you’re loosened up, let’s see some iron!”

To his surprise, Hana was flustered. “I-It’s supposed to be Imouto, baka Onii-chan!” Grabbing Aunn by the wrist, his daughter ran off to the locker room. Maybe she was having more trouble with his physical form then he thought. Damn, thanks to Coach, he couldn’t go after her.

Speak of the devil, Shinki was coming back with a heart-shaped chocolate cake on a tray. Alice looked terrified.