Chapter 582
Chapter 582
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 582
Chapter Title: I Became the Academy's Sex Ed Professor (8)
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Yeah, now I get it.
In that prison... you must have witnessed something horrific, right?
Not just what happened to you, but it couldn't have only happened to you. Out of all the captured knights, Ludwig was the only one who came back alive. So the rest... either took their own lives because of it or defected to the enemy nation.
Ah... now I can understand Ludwig.
The reason he became a professor was to prevent something like that from ever happening again.
"Ughhh..."
That must be why the chairman approved that class.
A lesson with such a clear intent and purpose. The methods might be filthy and depraved... but what happened in that prison was far more vile, so it made sense if you thought of it as a necessary sacrifice for the greater good.
The international situation has been getting chaotic again lately, right?
So he's preparing just in case. Now all the pieces finally fall into place.
"Urghhh..."
But that doesn't make me feel any better.
No matter the reason... sexual harassment is still sexual harassment!
A professor at Glorious! He groped our bodies freely... ughhh, that trash!
Thinking about that man's tone and expression, it's obvious he just wanted to do dirty things regardless of the lesson's purpose! After all, he tried to strip me from day one! Way too hasty for anyone decent.
And stripping wasn't enough—he had to grope my skin...
Caressing over my underwear...
"Kyaaaaang!"
Damn, having such a good memory is a curse.
I ended up screaming in the academy and drawing a crowd. If I didn't remember that, I wouldn't be this embarrassed... anyway! It's all because of Jillian Ludwig! My face burning, I hurried away.
Today was my makeup lesson with Ludwig.
I wanted to skip, but I couldn't risk the demerits, so I headed to the special training room.
The thought of being alone with him in that secluded space made me a bit scared... but what could happen? Swallowing my fear, I punched in the code and entered.
I opened the door, but no one greeted me.
Jillian Ludwig, idiotically swinging his sword like he didn't care if a student showed up or not.
Looks like he's training... hmm, I have to admit, he's handsome. First time I've ever thought a guy looked elegant. Sculpted face, cold eyes. And that muscular build... no idea why he's shirtless, but I can't deny Ludwig's appeal.
Not really my type, though.
But setting looks aside, his swordplay itself was impressive.
I could see the arrogant Ludwig fully focused—it felt fresh.
Sweat-soaked hair, firm-looking pecs, horrific scars all over his body. It hit me again: a war hero is a war hero. No comparison to Lucius, whose only combat experience is spars. His grip on the sword and the aura he exuded were nothing like an ordinary knight's. It was... a little scary.
-Tadak, tak
-Shwoong
No, more than scary—it was terrifying.
Just watching gave me chills.
How can he radiate such murderous intent?
I could feel his fierce determination to crush the enemy before him. No respect for the opponent whatsoever. Ludwig slashing down, down again, relentlessly pressing. It was on another level from a normal knight's swordsmanship... yeah, it felt malicious. A relentless obsession to force submission.
Maybe the prison trauma...
changed Ludwig?
He didn't seem like someone who would abandon the sword after that shock.
Different from how he faced Sion Ernst. Is that Jillian Ludwig's true strength? As a knight academy student, I felt... just a tiny bit of respect. If I could learn from that man... could I become a real knight? He looked that cool right now.
...Not my type, though.
"Huuu... you're six minutes and seventeen seconds early."
"S-so?! Does that mean I did something wrong?!"
"Hm? It means you did well. Don't misunderstand."
"...Hmph!"
Right on the hour, Ludwig stopped training.
Sweat-drenched, he walked toward me.
Now... ughhh, the makeup lesson I never wanted began.
"Anyway, good you came. Let's start the makeup lesson now."
"Hmph. So what exactly is this makeup lesson?"
"Simple. A class to build your male resistance."
"M-male resistance?"
"Screaming at a mere touch, writhing at a little groping—you'd just be enemy fodder like that. You need to build up some tolerance to men."
"What's that supposed to mean... s-so you're gonna touch me?!"
"Exactly."
"N-no... I hate it!"
"No refusing. Behave."
Aaah... nooooo!
I expected something like this, but when it actually happened, tears welled up. Without hesitation, Ludwig approached and pulled me into a hug. I flailed in shock... damn, why won't he budge! I couldn't push him off. In the end, I had to press against his sweat-soaked body.
"Let go, you perv! Beast! Trash!"
"Haa... no learning capacity either? Don't show your dislike. Just accept the humiliation quietly. That's your job."
"Even so! Urghhh... too sudden... haeut!"
"The enemy won't spare you any mercy."
Nooo... nooo!
Forced face-first into Ludwig's chest!
Sweat smeared on me... damn, disgusting... so gross.
Sticky sweat was bad enough, but his manly scent made my skin crawl.
The more I squirmed, the closer we got... haa, my head filled with nothing but Ludwig. His big, sturdy embrace, that dizzying thick scent, the unfamiliar naughty feelings—my heart pounded. Despite hating it, I got aroused. My mind fogged... and I felt his hands.
"Don't move."
"Eut... haa, haeut..."
"Accept it."
"Nooo..."
"Rosemary, show your knightly pride."
...Even as he said that, Ludwig nibbled my earlobe.
What the hell... what pride? It was ridiculous, but... haa, haaa... why does this feel so good? Every torment brought a weird thrill, making my hips twitch. Kneading my butt, huuung... yanking my waist to grind against me, haaa... now biting my shoulder, leaving marks. I felt completely like his toy.
But honestly... it wasn't all bad.
Ludwig only touched the spots that felt amazingly good. Was my body lewd... or was he just used to women...? Anyway, haaang... I got addicted to the pleasure bit by bit. I never knew I could make such slutty noises... eungh, haa... it feels too good, what can I do? Little by little, I started enjoying it...
"...Are you enjoying it?"
"Neeeh?!"
"I asked if you're enjoying it."
"...Hic."
A, aaa, no! I'm not enjoying it!
What the hell is this guy saying?!
Panicking, I shoved Ludwig away and yelled, face serious.
"Who's enjoying it?!"
"Ha, now you're lying?"
"Not enjoying it at all! Didn't you hear me screaming no the whole time?! It was sturdy and comfy, okay! Grabbing my butt gave me chills! But I got aroused and dizzy! Especially when you ground against me—it was dizzying... haaaat?!"
"I see. Is that your honest feeling?"
"Wh-what's that?!"
"The chairman's special artifact: the truth-compelling magic tool."
"What?!"
"Lots of restrictions, but usable in the special training room. Prepared it just for this makeup lesson. Necessary for stubborn students like you."
N-no way...!
A truth-compelling magic tool? No such thing exists!
Freaking out, I bolted from Ludwig.
"So grinding felt good?"
"N-no, who said it felt good! Feeling your hard body made my heart race, but... kyaaaang! Don't ask weird questions!"
"Hard body? Where's hard?"
"Chest muscles and abs and th-there... nooooo!"
"Huu... Rosemary Ardina. I'm not asking to torment you."
"Damn right you are! Beast! Pervert! Bad professor!"
"Knowledge is power. Even if you're humiliated now, you need to know your exact feelings to cope. That's what the tool's for. And feeling pleasure is perfectly natural. What's there to be ashamed of? See how swollen it is—I'm erect right now."
"H-haa... showing that to a student?!"
"Shared intimacy with the opposite sex, heard lewd moans. Natural arousal response."
"Urghhh..."
"You must accept natural things like this. Then you won't panic in a crisis. So be honest."
It wasn't my imagination...
Glancing down, there it was, blatantly obvious.
Ludwig bluntly admitting he got turned on by my moans... crazy? I was mad, but his words had a strange persuasiveness. Hearing it was just physiology eased me a bit. Even if captured and aroused... not my fault.
I think I get what he's trying to teach.
"The ultimate goal is no reaction, brushing it off. But that's not easy. So first, acknowledge the pleasure and accept it. Only then can you uphold your knightly pride."
"...Got it."
"Good. Lesson over for today."
"Hmph, thanks for your hard work."
"Come tomorrow at this time."
"Damn... I know."
But still, sexual harassment is sexual harassment!
Do I have to go through this again tomorrow?
Ludwig headed to the showers after calming himself down. The idea of letting that pervert touch me again... haa, so frustrating. I straightened my clothes and left the training room... then dashed straight to the bathroom.
Couldn't let far-off Lucius see me like this.