Chapter 32
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 32
Chapter Title: 2nd Year Valedictorian
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"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."
Lim Sarang apologized in the nude. The chairwoman had exploded in anger, leaving her unable to mount any defense as she shrank back. Even the bold Lim Sarang was just another teacher in the chairwoman's presence.
Her status as a top-50 S-rank Hero meant nothing here.
"Teacher Lim Sarang, don't you want to work at the Academy anymore?"
"No, no, that's not it. I'll be more careful."
"There are plenty of people who'd kill for your spot, Ms. Lim. I gave you this position out of respect for your reputation. If you're going to repay me like this—"
"I'm sorry..."
There was one reason Lim Sarang was apologizing. It wasn't for starting a fire in the staff lounge. It wasn't for trying to have sex with a male student. It was solely for making me eat her out.
It was something I'd done of my own accord, but somehow, it had become her sin.
"Sex or ejaculation assistance with male students can be spun into something palatable, but you know how hard it is to cover for excessive skinship like that."
"I know..."
"And yet someone who knows better tells a male student to lick her pussy?"
"......"
Lim Sarang shot me a resentful glare. She was urging me to speak up for her, but I had no intention of opening my mouth. The situation was too amusing to intervene. I stayed quiet and well-behaved.
Thanks to that, Lim Sarang took all the heat. The chairwoman tore into her relentlessly.
"You were supposed to help Hyunwoo student with his ejaculation and send him back to class, but tsk. Go back right now and resume the lesson. Hyunwoo student, you go too. I can't grant any more special favors."
"...Yes, understood."
Lim Sarang bowed deeply. She bent and yielded. In Hero society, things might be different, but within the Academy, the chairwoman was queen. Unless she planned to quit her teaching job—
Defying the chairwoman was the worst possible move.
Of course, that didn't apply to me. A young, fresh-faced male student brimming with sexual energy was exempt from all rules. Extraterritorial rights, perhaps. No one could touch me.
Even for the semen inspection—officially called meat toilet punishment—if I complained, they'd have to adjust.
Adult Heroes, fresh from the real world, knew better than I did just how valuable a Captain who could reliably provide semen was.
'Wonder how far this privilege goes.'
For now, I'd beaten the Academy chairwoman by dangling foreign naturalization. Could I take on even higher-ups? I was curious. If the chance arose, I'd test it again.
"Head back to class right now. Teacher Lim Sarang, Hyunwoo student. Do ejaculation assistance during breaks."
"But I want to cum right now—"
"This is an order from the chairwoman. Students enrolled at the Academy must obey. Return to your class."
"...Yes."
The chairwoman remained resolute even facing my rock-hard erection. With her taking such a hard line, I had nothing left to say. I reluctantly pulled on my panties and pants, preparing to leave.
My dick throbbed from the denied release.
Lim Sarang straightened her clothes too. Regret and resentment mingled on her face. Emotions born almost entirely because of me.
Regret and disappointment at not getting to suck my dick. Resentment for eating her pussy and getting scolded for it.
"I'm sorry, Chairwoman. I'll head back."
Lim Sarang bowed once more before turning away. I followed behind her, chuckling. The chairwoman said she'd inspect the staff lounge before leaving.
"...Why didn't you tell the truth?"
How far had we walked from the lounge when Lim Sarang muttered through gritted teeth? She looked like she was barely holding back from flicking my forehead.
"Just felt like it."
"You little...!"
"Anyway, that was hilarious. She blew up over one pussy lick. Gayoung didn't react like that."
"...She's an enhancement-type esper, that's why...!"
Lim Sarang glared at me, her fists trembling.
Maybe it was from watching her get thoroughly chewed out, but her sharp features felt somehow softened. The image of Lim Sarang in my subconscious had been replaced with something more approachable.
"Can I go take a shower? You peed on my face—"
"It wasn't pee, you psycho."
Lim Sarang spat out a harsh curse. Not exactly teacherly language for a student.
"Then what was it?"
"...Just shut up and go shower. Being around you makes my blood boil. Ugh."
"Thanks."
I accepted without protest. Going back to class like this would just feel gross anyway.
"Aren't you gonna shower, Teacher?"
"...I only got wet with water. I can dry myself."
Indeed, Lim Sarang's body was already dry. Her flames had handled the drying.
"Dry me off too."
"...You... just go wash up."
"Why?"
Flames rose, enveloping my body. Unlike before, they carried a warm, cozy energy.
Lim Sarang only dried my clothes. Even after my whole body was nice and dry, she insisted I wash up.
"Because of your pussy juice, Teacher?"
"...You trying to get punished for real?"
Lim Sarang let out a deep sigh and waved me off impatiently. Her gestures urged me to hurry up.
"I'll head to class as fast as I can."
"Do whatever."
Lim Sarang headed to Class A. I turned toward the student showers inside the Academy. The showers were made for Captains and Heroes who enjoyed themselves thoroughly in all sorts of places—a courtesy for washing up after ejaculation assistance anywhere.
Early morning on a Friday meant the showers were empty. With the main event being a quiz, no one had reason to shower.
I stripped in the changing room and washed in the shower. Lim Sarang's fluids had already dried, but I scrubbed my face anyway. That's why she'd sent me, so I followed her instructions.
I washed thoroughly, dried off, and put on my uniform. Shirt, pants, jacket—I checked the mirror. I looked even more handsome than usual. This mirror probably had some esper power too.
No dangerous abilities like bathroom lights, though. That's what I think.
I returned to Class A. Lim Sarang was teaching without a hint of what happened. The girls couldn't focus.
Everyone's stares burned into me. I felt awkward because of my stunt. Talk about sudden acceleration.
Morning classes ended, and no one spoke to me. Except Jeong Sua; everyone else seemed to avoid me. The vibe was awkward.
"My own little Lee Hyunwoo."
Jeong Sua giggled as she said it. I'd been desperate enough to lose it, but to a third party, it was just an amusing episode one.
"Heard the meat toilet rules changed?"
"Yeah. No idea why, though."
"Honestly, forcing it sometimes is kinda hot."
Girls passed by, chattering loudly. Their familiarity with meat toilet punishment suggested they were second-years.
A crowd gathered at the bulletin board. An official announcement would come later, but I couldn't pass it up. I checked if the conditions I'd negotiated were exact.
'Perfect.'
From now on, male students only had to deal with three applicants. Female students couldn't force themselves on male students. Male preferences took priority over female grades.
"Did you go to the chairwoman's office and push for that?"
"Yeah."
Jeong Sua seemed indifferent to the meat toilet system. Being in a crew gave her more leeway than other girls. With a Captain to take her in, who cared what happened to other boys?
"Anyway, I was surprised. Didn't expect all the male students to ace it..."
"With a top tanker born, they're all going all-out. If shit hits the fan later, forget studying—time for revolution."
Protest for accommodations to me. If not, Japan naturalization. Maybe even America.
'American naturalization doesn't sound bad.'
White horses, black horses, conquer all pussies. Just thinking about it made my heart race and mouth water.
Lunch done, afternoon classes began. I half-listened, killing time.
"Esper types number five, and with attributes, countless more. Mine's manifestation-type, fire attribute. Types divide by power mechanism. I generate flames and control them at will. Could seem manipulation-type, but creating the flames themselves puts it in manifestation."
Manifestation, enhancement, manipulation, summoning, special.
Jeong Sua and Yoo Gayoung were enhancement-types. In a way, Yoo Gayoung was Jeong Sua's inferior version. Future exams meant team comps mattered.
Not for me, but for them. At the Academy, males were just cum dispensers; girls teamed up for big tests.
Next week: 1v1 spars. April: midterms plus gate raid practicals. Not full-on yet, but prep needed as Captain.
"...That's class for today."
Afternoon ended quick. Esper demos kept it engaging—no dozing. Beats gate history lectures.
"Lee Hyunwoo, don't forget the punishment room by 5 PM."
"Yes, got it."
Confirmed meat toilet males gathered at the 5th-floor punishment room post-class by 17:00. Handle girls till 18:00, then home.
The one-hour labor pissed me off more than the punishment itself. Maybe negotiate that too. I pondered.
'Who to pick?'
The app updated. Meat toilet members could now choose female students. First-years: just me. 350 girls wanted my dick. Including upperclassmen—nearly half.
Jeong Sua and Yoo Gayoung included.
'Pick those two, and I only deal with one more?'
Sweet deal. Some might complain, but tough. World runs on connections.
"Sua-ya, Gayoung-a. See you later."
Heading to the punishment room, I browsed the girl list. Grades irrelevant per notice, but sorted by score. Males couldn't reorder—top grades got advantage.
Fair enough. Scrolling photos, nothing jumped out.
By real-world standards, all cute. But my eyes were spoiled by Jeong Sua and Yoo Gayoung's one-two punch—top of the sky.
Hard to satisfy. Back to the top: the senior at number one.
'...High bar, but worth a shot?'
First place: 2nd year valedictorian, Dang Sarin.