The Real Real Real Finale
"Get up already."
"Mmm...."
The sensation of someone shaking me pulled my eyes open.
The first thing I saw was a stunning beauty.
This has to be heaven.
As I mumbled groggily, Platina gathered mana in her palm.
I bolted upright in a panic.
Damn, that crazy bitch.
She was seriously about to blast me with mana if I didn't wake up?
No matter how I looked at it, she wasn't right in the head.
"Now that you're up, come eat."
Platina had already set the breakfast table and was waiting for me.
"Ooh, thanks."
I thanked her, knowing full well how much of a hassle it was to prepare breakfast.
"Nngh!"
I stretched once and glanced outside....
"Huh?"
It was still dark out.
The sky was just barely starting to lighten.
"What time is it?"
"Five a.m."
They say old folks don't need much sleep.
Platina was over 200 years old, so....
"Screw that!"
I tried to lie back down, but her gathering mana in her palm again forced me to eat breakfast whether I liked it or not.
Clink!
The sound of utensils clinking.
Time to ask now.
I'd meant to ask during sex last night, but there hadn't been an opening.
"I figured you'd run off."
"No chance. I always keep my deals."
Platina's tone was firm.
As expected, for whatever reason, she had to honor her deals no matter what.
"You caught on, huh."
Platina spoke calmly.
"Indeed. I must fulfill any deal I make—but only if the other party upholds theirs."
She began explaining herself.
"I used the world's system."
A constraint and a reinforcement.
The constraint: she had to fulfill any deal once made.
In exchange, the reinforcement was...
"I gained the power of the stars."
Pretty impressive, right?
Platina shrugged smugly.
But her image didn't register with me at all.
The world's system.
Based on what I knew, that meant stuff like the 'Demon King' and 'protagonist' in this world.
Platina seemed aware of these predetermined roles.
So that's why she stopped me from killing Melt?
Now the puzzle pieces fit.
"You blocked me from killing Melt because he's the 'protagonist'?"
"Hoo~ You figured that much? Interesting."
Gulp.
Platina took a sip of coffee before continuing.
"Yes, just as you said. I stopped you because Melt is the 'protagonist'."
"Important enough to sacrifice your virginity for?"
She answered my question as if it were obvious.
"Of course. Only the 'protagonist' can kill the 'Demon King'."
Her explanation revealed how this world worked.
The Demon King was an outsider like me, from another dimension.
Crossing dimensions stripped their power due to the world's constraints.
As the protagonist grew stronger, the Demon King regained their original strength.
And only the protagonist could kill the Demon King.
That was the world's system.
Then what about me?
I wasn't the Demon King or the protagonist—what was my role?
I pondered briefly but shook it off.
I just need to complete the commissions and get stronger.
I'd taken those shady jobs to power up in the first place.
Whatever the world's truth was, as long as I got stronger, it didn't matter.
Some secrets unveiled.
I decided to call it good for now.
"No more questions?"
As the academy principal, she'd promised to answer a student's queries diligently.
Her question sparked my mischief.
"How was last night?"
Her face turned beet red at the question.
"...."
Her trembling hand lifted the coffee cup.
"Huh~? No answer? But you said you'd respond diligently~?"
Thud!
She set the cup down, lips quivering as she replied.
"...It was good."
Platina's voice was a tiny whisper.
I heard it fine but pretended not to.
"What? Couldn't hear you?"
"...."
Her hand shook harder.
"It was good! I was nervous since it was my first time, but it felt so good my mind went blank!"
Platina suddenly yelled, accelerating wildly.
Her face flushed crimson, she grinned ear to ear.
Her age-mismatched cuteness made me burst out laughing involuntarily.
"...."
Her expression screamed dissatisfaction.
I quickly soothed her.
"I laughed 'cause you're cute."
Her face softened a bit at "cute."
I set down my fork and walked behind her.
Then I wrapped her in a tight back hug.
"What are you doing...?"
Her gruff words couldn't hide her fully lifted mood.
"We still have plenty of time...."
I slid my hand toward her lower body.
"Wanna?"
No subject needed.
But Platina got it.
"I refuse."
Expected rejection?
Conquest too tough after all? As I thought that...
"I only did it because of our deal. I'm not doing it without gain."
My lips curled up at her words.
Why? Any man who couldn't read between those lines wasn't a man.
She was basically saying:
-If you offer a deal, I'll do it.
Too proud to beg for sex outright.
She wanted it but phrased it indirectly.
I moved my hand gently and opened my mouth.
"Then let's make a deal."
She flinched at "deal."
"Same as last time."
I'd traded sex for not killing Melt.
"Last time was just during the honor duel... but this deal? I won't kill him for life. How's that?"
A deal like this should satisfy her pride.
"Haa... You really are a lustful demon...."
She brushed off my hand and stood.
"No helping it."
She walked to the bed.
Shedding layers one by one as she went, dropping them to the floor.
She sat on the edge, crossing her legs, eyes on me.
"What are you waiting for? Come here."
Tempting me.
In Korea, there's a saying: the thief taught late doesn't know the dawn.
For Platina, it's ridiculously late.
Her face brimmed with anticipation—clearly hooked on her first sex in 200 years.
I approached, pushed her down, and mounted her.
Platina's moans echoed until class time.
During class, I closed my eyes and contemplated the mana dwelling in my body.
Paying attention? Back then, maybe—but not now.
What mattered was checking the mana surge from sex with Platina.
It's increased, as expected.
Awesome!
My mana shortage was finally easing.
Now Gram's summons have breathing room... and heroine summon times too.
This dimension was a goldmine.
Mana, a chunk of the world's truth, sword-making materials!
Got everything worth getting.
Time to truly wrap this up for real.
Strike while the iron's hot—end it today.
Imagining the fun after school made class fly by.
I leaned in and whispered to Yvonah, ignored all day.
"Meet me at that spot in one hour."
"Yesss... Master."
Mentioning the spot made her writhe, hot breath escaping.
Just one day neglected, and her lust boiled over.
Yvonah slipped out of the classroom first.
Once she was gone, a sharp gaze hit me.
Following it led to one man.
Melt glared daggers.
Snicker.
I smirked mockingly at his face.
Melt bristled at my reaction.
I ignored him, turned, and left the classroom.
Hurry up and follow, Melt.
One hour delay instead of right away? To give him time to hide there.
I killed time at a cafe, then headed to our rendezvous: the Old School Building.
My steps were light, buoyant.
Arriving with eager strides, Yvonah waited.
And one more.
I glanced at the presence.
Melt hid there, waiting for me.
Predictable as ever.
Maybe few things went my way here before.
I wanted to thank him for playing along.
Instead of thanks, I'll show you something great.
Swallowing my gratitude, I approached Yvonah.
"Welcome, Master."
At nose-touching distance, she greeted me like a maid her lord.
The haughty princess was gone—only my slave Yvonah remained.
Mwah!
Verbal greeting done; now a lip kiss from Yvonah.
A light bird peck.
Next, tongue greeting.
She thrust her tongue into my mouth.
Arms around my neck, she kissed passionately.
On tiptoes, she greeted fervently.
"Pah!"
Tongue greeting ended as she pulled away.
Silver thread linking our tongues.
Words, lips, tongue greetings over....
Swish...
Yvonah began shedding clothes one by one.
Now for the body greeting.