An Unwelcome Visitor
'Ugh… I can't do this. I need to go grab some sleep.'
I made my way toward the club room, barely keeping my eyes open through the haze of exhaustion.
Back on the ship, I'd managed to sleep pretty well.
Originally I'd planned to just set the time dilation to a comfortable 0.1x and rest, but on Armonia's recommendation I'd docked the ship at the planet housing the Illunia Continent, dialed it down to 0.01x, and slept without a care in the world.
I'd gotten plenty of rest.
The problem was that my daily rhythm was anything but comfortable.
If the ideal human cycle was sixteen hours awake and eight hours asleep, mine had become something like twenty-four hours awake and over ten hours of sleep.
Compared to Louis, who was brutally denying himself rest altogether, mine was a sleep schedule with beautiful human rights attached — but even so, the twisted pattern of sleeping and waking was starting to pile fatigue into my body.
'Make me some kimbap with Enel or something. I'll eat that and go straight to sleep.'
The moment I stepped into the club room, I ate something quick, sat down at the desk, and drifted off.
I was deep in the middle of a glorious nap when I felt someone wrap around my arm, and a weight settled against my shoulder.
"Mm?"
"…."
When I came to and opened my eyes, Luna was there — gently clinging to my arm, her head resting on my shoulder, breathing softly in her sleep.
'When did she get here…?'
I must've been out cold.
Sleeping upright with your arms crossed usually means light rest — even when you're exhausted, the slightest movement nearby should wake you.
The fact that I'd felt nothing for a full hour meant I really had been that tired.
I stayed still and kept watching Luna, her head nestled against my shoulder. Looking at her like this…
'Damn. Her chest really is huge.'
It might have sounded crude, but looking down at her from above, calm and unhurried, the sheer scale of it hit differently.
Luna was lucky she came from a noble family and had the skill to back it up.
If she'd been a commoner with average talent, the other girls might have frozen her out on the spot. The reason was men.
Right now, Luna carried an aura of refined looks and bearing that kept the guys around her from approaching easily.
On top of that, she barely had any contact with Louis, so she never planted any inferiority complexes in the other girls.
And because she was meeting me in secret like this, she never developed a reputation for chasing after guys — so she got along just fine with the other female students, chatting and hanging out without issue.
I was genuinely glad about that. Me, I enjoyed being alone whether I was an outcast or not — but Luna didn't need to end up like me.
While I was thinking that, I noticed a few strands of her hair had fallen slightly out of place.
I lifted the arm she wasn't holding and slowly moved my hand toward her hair.
The destination was those loose strands. But…
Soft…
Her tits are insane…
Without meaning to, I was poking at Luna's chest with my fingers, marvelling at the feel.
I kept pressing and admiring — until her palm cracked across my arm at lightning speed.
Smack!
"Ow!"
"You really are a pro at killing the mood."
"You're awake?"
Still clinging to my arm, Luna looked up at me with a prim expression.
"I've been awake for a while. I never imagined your hand would go down in a moment like this."
"Haha…"
So she'd seen my hand change course from her hair and head south. I scratched my head with the offending hand, looking sheepish.
"My hand just… got pulled that way. Like it was drawn by mana…"
"If you can't talk your way out of it, just don't say anything."
Luna snorted a quiet laugh, unwrapped her arms, and sat up properly to fix her hair. I leaned in close while she was tidying herself and whispered,
"Can we do it now?"
"…It's almost evening. You're going to the library again, aren't you?"
She didn't flat-out refuse.
"Yeah. Planning to go today too."
"Then you'll be tired. Hold it in. Nngh…"
I gently pulled her into my arms and breathed against the nape of her neck.
"What if holding it in just makes it harder?"
"Is it that hard to wait?"
"Having you right next to me these past few days has been hell."
"…Then I guess it can't be helped."
On the surface she put on an air of reluctant concession, but she'd clearly been wanting this too.
Even with a pheromone addiction riding her, she'd gritted her teeth and kept tutoring me through my studies — which made me think Luna was one hell of a woman.
And now was the time to reward her for it.
I breathed in the scent of her as she sat there primly, and slowly began unfastening her cloak.
A girl's voice rang out from one side of the classroom.
"Louis…"
"Mmngh…"
"Louis!"
"Hwah—!"
Louis shot upright, startled by a voice that seemed to slam straight into his eardrums.
What met his eyes was himself sitting at a desk, surrounded by female students staring at him.
They were looking at him with concern.
Louis tried to figure out what was going on, but his brain felt frozen solid — he couldn't form a single coherent thought.
As he sat there blankly, one of the girls asked again,
"Louis, are you okay?"
"Uh… wh-where…?"
"You're in the classroom. How exhausted must you have been…"
The girls kept watching him with worried eyes. Only then did Louis grasp the situation.
"Th-the class?!"
"It ended ages ago. And…"
One of the girls, wearing a pained expression, filled him in on everything that had happened — every last detail.
The more Louis listened, the redder his face became, his features twisting.
Everything she told him was packed with humiliation that should never have existed in his life.
Even dozing off during class would have been embarrassing enough — hearing that he'd been completely face-down and out cold made him feel like every optic nerve in his body was about to burst free.
The professor's scolding.
The demerits.
The stares from the other students.
In a single day, the image he had spent so long building had been demolished.
And the worst part of all: Luna and Sung Suho had been watching.
'Luna and that bastard saw it too!! Fuck!!'
Louis already knew it was a childish contest. But he'd lost that childish contest in the most humiliating way possible, and the process of losing itself had begun to generate endless shame.
"This fucking…"
"Louis… maybe you should head back early and rest today?"
"She's right. We heard you've been studying all night lately."
A curse nearly slipped out of his mouth, but looking at the girls watching him with genuine concern, Louis managed to hold it in.
"Haha… thanks for worrying about me."
He forced a smile onto his flushed face and looked around. It was still daytime, the sun still up — but the way it was slowly tilting sideways promised that evening was approaching.
'Wait… where the hell is that bastard Sung Suho right now?'
Four days of that childish war had left Louis so unfocused that he hadn't properly questioned Suho's behavior.
Even as sleep deprivation shredded his brain cells, the only thing circulating through his skull had been the compulsion to win. But now, suddenly, his mind was clearing.
Sung Suho clearly hadn't gone without sleep the way Louis had. By now, he should have been sleeping somewhere — that was the normal conclusion.
'I was too out of it to notice before… but where was that guy studying before he showed up at the library?'
Louis always headed to the library after morning classes and lunch. But Sung Suho only ever appeared at the library once evening rolled around — that memory was starting to surface.
Until now, Louis had simply assumed Suho was studying somewhere else in the library.
He hadn't harbored a single other suspicion.
'That son of a bitch… no way…'
Louis looked at the cluster of girls watching him with concern and gave a bitter smile.
"Thanks for waking me up today."
"Huh? It's almost dinnertime. Want to grab dinner togeth—"
"Sorry! I've got something urgent right now…. Once exams are over, I'll definitely make time and eat with you."
"Okay…"
The girls saw him off with dejected faces.
Louis left them behind and strode quickly out of the classroom.
He muttered to himself as he walked at a fast clip toward the Lightning Magic Research Society's club room.
"There was no way that bastard could've held out without sleep. I was the one being shortsighted!"
It hadn't even occurred to him that after lunch, you could just catch a quick nap in the club room or the dorms. Louis was certain now.
'He was definitely sleeping somewhere in between!'
With that conviction burning in him, he headed for his first suspect location: the club room. His footsteps rang down the hallway like angry flames — and then the club room came into view. Louis arrived at the door with the hard click of his shoe heels and stared at it intently.
'I don't want to show that guy any courtesy, but someone else might be inside…'
He carefully knocked on the club room door.
Knock, knock, knock.
"…."
No response from inside. Louis knocked once more, and when nothing came back, he let out a hollow sigh and grabbed the doorknob.
"So there's nobody in— hm?"
Click.
The knob he'd seized in a fit of temper turned smoothly, and he felt the door ease open. It wasn't locked. Pull it sideways and the sliding club room door would open without resistance. Louis stared at the small gap and thought to himself,
'…Can I just go in?'
He hesitated. If only Sung Suho was inside, it wouldn't be a big problem. But Louis had been removed from the club roster — barging in without permission could create unnecessary misunderstandings.
"…If I'm just checking for a moment, it should be fine."
At the very least, he wanted to confirm. Whether anyone was inside…
'Rattle…'
He opened the door and carefully peered inside. But within…
"…What? There's nobody here?"
After my persistent courtship, Luna finally gave her permission — and I was just about to turn her body for my favorite position, doggy style, when she made a request.
Today, she wanted to do it face to face.
I obliged and sat her up on the desk.
I caressed her most precious place with my lips, slowly winding her tighter and tighter.
Remembering how devotedly Luna had given me blowjobs all this time, I put everything I had into the cunnilingus.
The first time I got a direct look at Luna's pussy, it formed the shape of a vibrant flower bud, and her face went bright red with embarrassment.
I ignored that and kept serving her with my mouth as thoroughly as I could.
Tasting her for the first time, I lost myself in savoring her with my tongue.
Before long her crotch was slick and wet, and I judged it was about time to move on — when it happened.
Clack, clack, clack.
The sound of hard-soled shoes made both of us jump. We slipped as quietly as possible into the cabinet and watched.
This club room was tucked away in a corner — the odds of someone just passing by were slim.
If it was Sonya, that would be a relief.
In the worst case, it could be a teaching assistant doing rounds.
I'd been praying it wasn't a teaching assistant, but…
"…What? There's nobody here?"
"…."
"…."
Someone far worse had shown up. Luna and I held our breath and quietly listened to Louis talking to himself.
I pulled bare-chested Luna into my arms and grumbled inwardly.
Why the hell did that bastard show up out of nowhere…
Luna started complaining in almost the exact same way, as if she'd heard my thoughts.
"Why did he come here…"
"…."
I couldn't make out her expression clearly in the light filtering through the cabinet gap, but the irritation was unmistakable.
From Luna's perspective, she had every right to be pissed.
Imagine being on the verge of climax, getting worked over by your boyfriend in a room, when your little brother suddenly walks into the house.
I had have gone straight for a knee to the face.
To put it in swapped terms: it was the same as Louis walking in the moment Luna was about to make me finish with a blowjob.
Forget hiding — I would finish first and deal with the rest later.
That's what a climax is.
Even with your life on the line, finishing is what matters.
And Luna was in that exact state right now.
Still wrapped around me, unable to control her heated body, she started grinding her pussy against my thigh.
"Hnn… nngh…"
"Luna… not now…"
"I-I know, but…"
She was holding onto me so tightly there was no room to move her hands. All she could do was shift her lower body in unsatisfying friction. Meanwhile, Louis's grumbling continued outside.
Click!
"Haa… this place always reeks whenever I come here."
"Whew…"
The sound of the doorknob turning made both of us freeze like statues. Outside, we heard a window being opened.
Creeeak…
"Phew. That's better…"
Louis started wandering around the club room again.
"What a pathetic place. Why did I ever come here and put myself through all that…"
He kept muttering to himself, not even entertaining the possibility that Luna and I were there.
"Just thinking about it pisses me off. Sonya Friedrich… how dare she dismiss my goodwill like that?"
"…."
"I'll make her regret it…"
That last line pissed me off more than anyone.
'That fucking bastard still hasn't learned his lesson.'
I was swallowing down the anger when his monologue continued outside.
"Come to think of it…"
"…?"
His footsteps drew closer, and his voice came through quietly.
"What's even in this cabinet? It's always been an eyesore…"
"…!"
"…!"
Louis's footsteps came closer and closer…
Click.
The sound of the latch turning reached us.