NOVGO.NET Chapter 1073: Dance Rehearsal
Chapter 1073: Dance Rehearsal
[12 Days Before The Awakening]
“Mom, I already told you. I can dance, you’ve already made sure I practice twice a day until I turn 16,” Klaus said, resting his head on his mom’s lap as she combed his hair.
“You call that a dance…” She smirked, causing Klaus to give her the ’woman, you were the one who taught me that.’ However, he just smiled.
“Even if that was inadequate, you seem to forget I have lived many lives and in them all, I had my fair share of dances.”
“Still, you need dance lessons, and I have the perfect person to teach you.”
“I doubt this person is better than Yuying.” Klaus smiled and said, “Mom, have I ever told you I had a second mother whose job was to ensure my life became miserable always?”
Klaus’ mom smiled. Klaus had talked about Yuying almost every chance he got since he revealed to her that he is a paragon.
Klaus always seemed to have something good to say about Yuying whenever he was with his mom.
This made the woman realize that her son was missing Yuying very much. However, after finding out she was on the way to him, she decided to always go out of her way to say good things about the mysterious Yuying.
“I am sure Yuying was great, but you haven’t met your new tutor yet, so don’t dismiss her just yet.”
Klaus smiled, knowing his mom wouldn’t take no for an answer. To make her happy, he decided to proceed with the training.
“I will give it one chance; if my tutor is inadequate, I will quit.”
“I won’t argue about that.” His mom smiled happily. After a few minutes, she finished his hair and quickly sent Klaus away.
They were currently in a large manor built by Ohema for Klaus and his family.
The dance lesson would be happening in the left wing of the manor, so Klaus changed into casual wear and headed there.
His mom told him to be human, so he chose not to appraise his mysterious teacher before getting there. However, when he arrived and locked eyes with her teacher, Klaus only smiled weakly and shook his head.
“She put you up to this, didn’t she?”
Tifa smiled, her cheeks turning red as she nodded at Klaus. “She did. Though in her defense, I was a music and dance instructor before the apocalypse reached Earth.”
The person his mom asked to tutor him was Tifa, whom Klaus knew came with another motive.
Of course, he could just send her packing, but knowing she was Miriam’s sister and that her life was literally on a countdown made him hold back and instead choose to indulge her.
“So, can you teach me better than watching videos? In case you are not aware, my brain is several times stronger than the average person.”
Tifa smiled and gave a reply that made Klaus blink a couple of times. “There is more to dancing than merely memorizing the steps, Paragon. Dancing goes much deeper than merely mimicking the moves.
You have fought many battles, and you know how deep one can get when in battle. That feeling is similar yet different from dancing.”
“You can just call me Klaus.”
“Okay.”
“But tell me. How is dancing any different from fighting?”
“With fighting, you engross yourself in learning your opponent’s next move while looking for flaws. However, with dancing, aside from learning the moves, you must engross yourself in the music and your dance partner.
Merely copying their moves and moving with them through the rhythm is not the same as dancing with them. You must be able to connect with them on a much deeper level.
After our meeting in the past, I fell in love with dancing. It helped me clear my mind. Perhaps it was due to that I became a dance instructor in this life.
But back then, after saving a planet from a world-devouring entity, I met a strange tribe of musicians who taught me a dance called Soul Resonance.
To dance this Soul Resonance, both dancers must be able to connect on a soul level.
According to them, Soul Resonance is the pinnacle of dancing. To them, unless you can feel the true resonance of your partner while you sway from side to side, one cannot call themselves dancers.”
“I see. In any case, I don’t suppose you can teach me this Soul Resonance.”
“I haven’t yet mastered it, but I know all the moves.” Tifa smiled, knowing Klaus would argue he needed only the moves. “However, with your superior mind, I believe we can figure something out.”
“I see.” Klaus nodded and then, after some thinking, he decided to give it a try. “No promises, but if you truly think this Soul Resonance is the pinnacle, then I might as well give it a try. Who knows where I might need it one of these days.”
“Okay.”
Tifa moved today. Klaus knew she was putting on a brave face, but deep within, her heart was beating like a drum.
If possible, she would love to stay away from Klaus until she finally had her fate in her own hands.
She wasn’t afraid of Klaus attacking her. What worried her was what the heavens might do using her hands. Although Klaus told her the heavens couldn’t use her anymore, she was still weary.
However, since she was here now, she might as well get things over with.
When she was much closer to Klaus, she took off the long jacket she had on. It covered almost her entire body, so Klaus saw nothing at first.
However, now that it was off, Klaus could appraise her. Naturally, Klaus’s eyes were drawn to her chest area. Though not as big as her sister’s, she wasn’t too far behind her either.
And to add to his happiness, her ass was also much bigger than any of his women.
“Not bad for a heaven’s executioner,” Klaus laughed, causing Tifa to regret taking her jacket off.
“Don’t mind me.” Klaus smiled, and Tifa chose not to look Klaus in the eye for a couple of minutes. Klaus waited for her, and when she recovered, she moved close to him.
“Take your shirt off,” Tifa demanded, and Klaus raised his brow.
“Are you sure you want me to take my shirt off? Isn’t that too much for our first time?”
“It is just a dance rehearsal, don’t read between the lines.”
“I am not reading between the lines. It is just that I fear you can’t focus with my shirt off.”
“I will be fine,” Tifa smirked, putting on an expression that said she wasn’t a honey bitch.
“Your funeral.” Klaus took his shirt off, and when Tifa’s eyes landed on his finely tuned abs, she gulped.
Klaus just shook his head and moved closer to her, taking her right hand into his. Then, using his left hand, he grabbed Tifa’s waist and pulled her closer to his body, causing her boobs to press against his chest.
“You—”
“Sorry, my hand slipped.” Klaus gave her ass a gentle squeeze before bringing his hand back to her waist.
Tifa blushed but regained her composure and decided to get into the dance much faster so she could regain control.
If only she knew that Klaus was aware of his mom’s mischievous plot to help her get into his pants, she would probably be crying by now.