ALL MY WIVES ARE BEAUTIFUL ELVES - Chapter 172 Hit the target and get a reward

Chapter 172 Hit the target and get a reward

As Kan opened the door, he was surprised to find a lady, nude, getting dressed in the dressing room. As she turned, he realized it was Emily.

“Emily? Uhmm, uhh, sorry!” Kan stammered, feeling confused about the awkward situation. He quickly pushed the door shut and walked away.

“Fuck! That could have been my moment to see her assets real clear, but I messed up,” he mumbled as he headed towards the main door, intending to go to class.

“Kan?” Emily called from behind before he reached the exit door, and he turned. She had already covered herself with clothes before emerging.

“Uhmm, I’m actually sor…” Kan began to apologize, but she interrupted, “Nah, that’s not a problem. I’ve done that too quite a number of times.”

“You’ve opened the door on boys getting dressed?” Kan asked curiously.

“Yeah, some number of times… but accidentally,” she defended herself with a smile.

“You sure loved what you saw, I guess!” Kan replied with a grin.

“Psst! Nah! What’s good looking about a dick?” She questioned Kan.

“I believe you haven’t seen or felt some good ones!” Kan replied with a smile.

“Oh! I bet you classify yours among the good ones, I believe,” she replied with a curious look.

Kan raised his hands in the air and said, “I can’t say; that depends on the beholder!”

Emily laughed and said, “You sure are a naughty one!”

As she said that, she turned to pick her boots from the shelf.

“Why are there no players today?” Kan asked curiously.

“Oh! About that, my mom left to attend to a family issue!” Emily replied as she sat down to put her shoes on.

As she sat down, Kan, standing above her, unintentionally caught a glimpse of the soft skin of her breasts through the neck of her shirt. He wanted to talk, but it felt too overwhelming.

“Ermmm, your mum? What does your mum have to do with football not being played today?” Kan asked.

“You don’t know?” She asked as she raised her head surprised.

“I don’t know what?” Kan replied, not understanding what she meant.

“I’m Coach Nami’s second and last daughter,” Emily replied.

“Coach Nami’s daughter? Uhhh, I never thought of that,” Kan replied, finding it surprising.

‘Now that she had spoken, I’ve noticed the resemblance; the large mansion behind, and the enormous tank in front that can quench a desert thirst.’ Kan said to himself.

“So you have an elder sister?” Kan asked immediately.

“Yeah, a twin sister. She’s not studying here; she studies in a school in the next town,” Emily replied.

“Oh, that’s nice! So you’re all alone with your dad in your house?” Kan asked her.

“Not really, my dad passed away three years ago. So I’m all alone in the house for the whole week!” Emily replied as she stood up, having worn her football boots and ready to play.

“I’m sorry about!” Kan expressed his concern.

“Not a problem!” Emily replied.

“But why are you getting dressed when others aren’t coming to play? Do you plan on playing alone?” Kan inquired.

“Not alone, you’re also playing, aren’t you?” Emily asked with puppy eyes that Kan couldn’t resist.

“Yeah, sure, I’ll give it a try!” Kan replied.

He quickly grabbed a pair of football shoes and went to pick his favorite jersey; he found the shirt, but the trouser was still missing.

“It’s like you’ve forgotten something,” Kan teased.

“Yeah, my bra. I intentionally want to try playing today without a bra to feel the difference,” Emily replied.

Kan was taken aback by the response, but he didn’t make it clear.

Instead, he said, “Well, I was talking about the trouser you said you were going to bring!”

“Oh, yeah, my bad! I always forget that! Why not follow me today and get it yourself? That would be better. I can’t promise to bring it because I might end up forgetting it,” Emily suggested.

“Well, that won’t be a problem, I believe,” Kan replied with a smile, masking his true motives.

He picked the jersey shirt and a different pair of trousers and entered the dressing room to change.

Emily walked out to the pitch and returned after a few seconds.

“You were the one that brought the ball back?” She asked Kan, who was getting dressed.

“Yes, I thought someone abandoned it, so I brought it in!” Kan replied.

“That’s thoughtful of you!” She replied as she carried the ball out to the pitch and started juggling it with her feet.

Kan wasted no time in the dressing room; he walked out fully dressed to play.

“So it’s true that boys get dressed faster than boys!” She said playfully.

“What’s there to waste time?” Kan replied playfully too.

As he walked to her, she passed the ball to him gently.

Kan anticipated the ball, trapping it beneath his foot. He passed the ball back to her, but she returned it with great speed, causing him to miscontrol it.

Emily started laughing, “As a forward, you have to always be anticipating the ball,” she taunted Kan.

Kan ran and got the ball before it went too far. He positioned himself, ready to kick the ball to Emily, but she stopped him, saying, “Wait first, let’s test your long-range accuracy before we see your dribbling skills!”

“Well, that won’t be a problem!” Kan replied. He knew he had the power but was unsure about accuracy.

Emily walked to the end of the pitch and shouted, “Kick the ball so that it comes and hits me!”

“What body part should I aim for?” Kan asked.

“I don’t know, choose your favorite part!” She replied.

Kan smacked his lips, knowing just where he was aiming for.

As Kan prepared to demonstrate his long-range accuracy, he took a few steps back, eyeing Emily at the end of the pitch.

With focused determination, he approached the ball. As he drew his foot back, he decided to use the side of his foot for a controlled strike.

The ball left his foot with precision, sailing gracefully through the air. The side-spin added a touch of finesse to the trajectory. Emily, standing unsuspectingly, watched as the ball approached.

The side spin changed the direction of the ball slightly, curving in mid-air. The unexpected twist caught Emily off guard.

The ball connected with Emily’s chest, producing a soft thud.

She staggered backward a step, clutching the ball against her breasts.

There was a moment of silence before she burst into laughter, realizing the playful mishap.

Kan, a mix of surprise and relief, approached with a sheepish grin. “Well, I did say ‘long-range accuracy,’ didn’t I?” he joked.

“Boobs? Really?” Emily asked Kan playfully.

“That’s just one of my favorites!” he replied.

Emily scoffed, placed the ball on the ground, and kicked it back to Kan.

“The first trial might just be luck! Do it the second time!” she announced.

“Oh, wow, should I aim for my second favorite spot this time?” Kan teased as he moved the ball back to where he kicked it initially.

“Nope,” Emily said as she raised her hand, “Aim for my middle finger!” she added.

This challenge struck Kan as a big one. He knew he had the accuracy, but hitting her middle finger seemed almost impossible.

“What will I get if I hit the finger?” Kan asked.

“I still haven’t thought of that, but it depends on how perfectly you hit it,” Emily replied.

“Okay, I will give it a try!” Kan said.

“You have 3 trials; after that, you won’t be getting any gift, even if you hit the spot,” she replied.

“3 trials? That seems too small,” Kan remarked.

“The more difficult the task, the greater the reward, right?” Emily replied.

Kan took a moment to line up the first shot, eyeing Emily’s outstretched hand with the raised middle finger.

With a swift kick, the ball soared through the air, but it veered off course, narrowly missing its target.

“Close, but not quite there,” Emily chuckled, she ran and picked the ball, then kicked it back to Kan.

“I have to get it this second time!’

Determined, Kan reset the ball and prepared for his second attempt. This time, he adjusted his angle, hoping to improve his accuracy.

The ball left his foot, following a more controlled trajectory, but once again, it swerved away from Emily’s elusive middle finger.

“Two down, one to go!” Emily teased, her laughter filling the air.

Undeterred, Kan took a deep breath. On the third attempt, he focused intensely on Emily’s outstretched hand.

“I have to do this, now or never!”

With a powerful yet precise kick, the ball sailed gracefully, honing in on its target. To Emily’s surprise, including Kan’s, it connected with Emily’s middle finger with a satisfying thud.

The unexpected success left a momentary pause. Emily stared at her hand in disbelief, then burst into laughter.

“Did you see that? That’s called precision!!!” Kan announced jumping happily at his achievement.

“Alright, you got it! I didn’t think you’d actually hit it,” she admitted, impressed. “Now, let’s see what reward you’ve earned.”