Chapter 32
Chapter 32
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 32
Chapter Title: How to Steal the Protagonist's Woman
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(…She’s already here.)
Sonya’s icy voice drifted into the cabinet.
I could sense it instinctively.
‘Busted….’
‘Sigh… Got it.’
Armonia was right.
Better to step out on my own and protect Luna than get caught when she opens the door.
And right as I tried to exit…
(Louis, student.)
(…Yes.)
Huh?
I’d missed my timing.
But unexpectedly, Sonya’s voice grew distant.
(Louis is excluded from club membership starting today, so please leave.)
(Yes!? Professor! Suddenly!)
(I was wrong to slap you too, so I’ll let yesterday’s incident slide.)
(Ah, understood…)
I could sense the anger in Louis’s voice.
But his opponent was a professor, and from what I’d overheard earlier, Louis was clearly the one at fault first.
(Now, leave quickly.)
(…Understood.)
Grit.
Louis’s teeth grinding was audible even inside the cabinet.
Slide, slam!
The door shut with a bang that echoed through the clubroom.
It was behavior utterly impossible in front of a professor, but Sonya said nothing and remained quietly in the clubroom.
After a few seconds of silence, it sounded like she placed something on the desk.
Clink.
(The key… I’ll leave it on the desk. Use it and return it tomorrow.)
Sonya muttered to herself, and immediately the sound of the clubroom door opening and closing rang out.
A heavy silence settled over the clubroom.
I finally exhaled the breath I’d been holding.
“Huu…”
“…”
‘Thought we were totally screwed…’
‘Yeah…’
Just as Armonia said.
She must have instinctively known someone was in this cabinet, but I never expected her to let it slide like that.
For now, one worry down.
Now I just had to step out and focus on drawing the magic circle intimately with Luna.
‘Phew~ Alright, time to head out… Ngh?!’
‘W-Wait a sec, ngh…’
I tried to pull away from Luna to exit the cabinet, but she wouldn’t let go at all.
It wasn’t just the hugging that was the problem.
Luna was clamping down on my cock tightly with her groin.
With no idea what was going on, I spoke to her.
“Uh, now we can go out… Ngh…”
“Last time…”
“Huh?”
“The one who was here last time… was Professor Sonya?”
Mountain after mountain.
I thought we’d barely resolved it, only to face an even bigger issue.
Playing dumb, I asked boldly.
“What’re you talking about? Professor was here?”
“…”
I felt the strength drain from Luna’s groin, which had been squeezing my cock.
Slowly, I pulled my cock free from her crotch.
Rustle… rustle…
“Ngh… Hn…”
After hearing Luna’s two moans as I extracted it, I stepped out of the cabinet.
I tidied up my protruding member and let out a sigh.
“Haa… That was close. You okay?”
“…Yes, I’m fine.”
Luna was fixing her disheveled silver hair as she emerged from the cabinet.
Her uniform was rumpled here and there, and her face was flushed pink, likely from the heat.
Unthinkingly, my eyes drifted to her skirt.
Realizing my cock had gone back and forth between those skirts, I couldn’t tear my gaze away.
Conscious of my blatant staring, Luna turned sideways and began straightening her uniform.
“…”
“Ahem…”
I scratched my head and apologized for what happened in the cabinet.
“Earlier wasn’t on purpose. Sorry.”
“…It’s okay. Sorry for dragging you into it unnecessarily.”
Once we’d both calmed down a bit, we sat on the chairs in the clubroom and talked.
We sat facing each other, just like during club activities.
“Anyway, since it turned out like this, let’s practice the magic circle here.”
“Ah, here?”
“Yeah. More comfortable here than the terrace, right?”
“…”
I saw Luna’s lips part slightly as she muttered something.
Her voice was too soft to reach my ears.
‘What’s she saying?’
‘Hehe, cute.’
Truth be told, sticking right next to her would’ve been great, but we’d already settled in the clubroom, so we’d go with this for today.
“Alright, let’s start.”
“Yes.”
Luna began staring right through me.
Staring so blatantly?
“Huh?”
“…Why?”
“No, just wondering why you’re staring so intensely.”
“Don’t get the wrong idea. I’m concentrating to envision the magic circle.”
“Ah… Got it.”
Luna kept staring at me without so much as a blink.
As she did, she muttered something under her breath again.
‘What’s she saying this time?’
‘…Me too?’
I found myself staring right through Luna without realizing it.
Back when we first met, I never could’ve imagined we’d end up like this.
I’d only been thinking about seducing her fast and grinding her steel mentality to dust.
It started with her rejecting my hand, but somehow evolved into meeting daily and sharing affection.
Lately, I’d even started thinking Luna was a 10/10 heroine like Viola.
Suddenly, Luna couldn’t properly meet my eyes, her gaze darting back and forth as she lost her composure.
“…Aren’t you staring too much?”
“You’re doing it while looking too…”
“I-I’m only doing it to chant the magic circle.”
“Sigh… You’ve got it rough.”
“…Huh?”
Luna tilted her head, not understanding what I meant, waiting for my response.
I crossed my arms and gazed at the sunset outside the clubroom window before speaking.
“Just… having to be stuck with someone you hate, no choice.”
“…What do you mean?”
“You probably don’t even want to talk to me, but forced to…”
Bang!
Luna shot to her feet and slammed the desk, shouting.
“That’s not true!”
“Ah, you scared me…”
I was genuinely startled.
Luna looked at me with a sullen expression and spoke.
“…Really. I don’t hate it.”
“You don’t even want to hold hands with me…”
Before I could finish, Luna reached across the desk and grabbed my hand resting on it.
Not just loosely wrapping it—she spread my palm and pressed hers against it, letting us feel each other’s warmth.
Luna wrapped her hands around mine and gazed at it endlessly.
“Really… it’s not like that…”
“…Sorry for saying something unnecessary.”
“…”
Today’s meeting ended on an awkward note.
Luna couldn’t focus properly for the next few hours and parted ways with me.
“…I’m really sorry about today.”
“Nah, I had fun.”
“Me too…”
“Huh? What was that?”
“Ah, nothing! Head inside.”
With that, Luna dashed off toward her dormitory.
“…Cute.”
“Yeah, figured pulling out the guilt I planted inside her like this occasionally would be good, so I tried it.”
I headed to the dormitory with light, cheerful steps.
“Haa…”
The moment Luna entered her room, she collapsed onto the bed without even taking off her uniform.
For the first time since starting school life, she felt utterly drained.
Staring up at the ceiling, she recalled what happened today.
Sitting next to him in wind magic class, going to the clubroom together, getting trapped in the cabinet, and there…
“Haa…”
Luna was already an adult. She fully understood the situation she’d been in.
The presence that had entered between her legs.
The one that entered and then stirred freely between her legs without permission.
And yet…
“That person’s…”
She felt no disgust whatsoever toward the act.
If anything, she loathed herself for wanting it to continue like that.
Luna closed her eyes and pictured Seong Suho as he’d gazed at her earlier.
“What if he thinks I’m a weird woman…”
Before enrolling in school, she’d had no choice but to chat with other noble ladies, and the topic that always came up was men.
How they’d gotten involved with men, how the men treated them, boasting about their techniques.
Luna had despised those women laughing and sharing stories about men.
She couldn’t comprehend proudly flaunting their intimate details.
Whenever she saw such women, she always thought:
(Stupid… what’s so great about a man…)
And yet…
“Haat… Hnng… This is… no… Haa…”
Before she knew it, Luna’s slender fingers had started touching over her panties.
She wanted to feel that sensation from earlier again.
“Haa… Hnng… Hnnng…”
Recalling the feel of Seong Suho’s fingers she’d grabbed earlier, she began pleasuring herself.
Masturbation she’d never done in her life.
Her first time, imagining Seong Suho.
She’d seen him so closely so often that her mind perfectly recreated him watching her.
Seong Suho lay beside her, caressing her pussy.
And as she moved her fingers, he matched her movements.
“Hnng! Hnng! Hnng!”
At some point, it wasn’t her will moving her fingers anymore—she was just following the Seong Suho in her head.
“Haaaang! Hnng! Haa! Haaaang!”
Luna had memorized him down to every single strand of hair.
In her imagination, she could even see herself reflected in the pupils of the Seong Suho watching her.
His always indifferent face as he looked at her.
Yet the kind man caressing her with utmost sincerity.
“T-There, no! Haaaang! Hnng! Hnng! M-More, no more! Haaaang!”
To Luna, the imagined Seong Suho had transcended mere fantasy.
In her mind, the imagination was reality, every sensation feeling utterly real.
Her panties in her head were soaked, transparently revealing her pussy, and Seong Suho caressed it through the fabric.
“More! Haaaang! Inside! Haaaang!”
Luna wanted him to slip his fingers inside her panties, but he kept caressing only over them.
She found that Seong Suho frustrating, but she couldn’t change a thing he did.
She could only match his actions, fingering over her panties.
“Haaaang! Hnng! Haa… Haa…”
She lay there, reaching a light climax, breathing raggedly.
Luna gazed at her spread hand through relaxed pupils.
Sticky love juices coated her hand smoothly.
She stared blankly at the fluids trickling down her fingers.
Gazing at her palm, she felt disgust rising from within, yet she couldn’t stop looking.
In her imagination, Seong Suho was showing her his palm, so she naturally kept staring.
“Phew, today was full of incidents.”
“Wanna head in, wash up, and crash.”
The moment I arrived at the dormitory and tried to go inside, the dorm supervisor called out to me.
“Seong Suho student.”
“Yes?”
“Someone came looking for you.”
“Me?”
“Yes.”
No matter how I thought about it, there was only one person who’d come find me at the dormitory.
…Sonya.
At this hour, she’d probably already gone home.
Just to be sure, I asked the supervisor who it was.
“Who?”
“Ah, over there right now…”
The supervisor’s gaze was directed behind me.
“…”
I slowly turned around.
What entered my view was…
On the dark night path, a woman with arms crossed, her blue hair swaying as she glared sharply at me.
‘Shit…’
It was Sonya.
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