Chapter 53
Chapter 53
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 53
Chapter Title: What You See Isn't Everything
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"I simply couldn't deny it without sufficient grounds."
If someone other than Professor McCall had said that, she might have cited all the history books and countless documents as evidence.
But when it came to verifying facts, Professor McCall was pathologically obsessed with evidence, so Professor Silvia had no choice but to back down, even if she didn't like it.
"...Hmph. Still, this is the first I've heard of such a person."
Unable to immediately recall evidence up to Professor McCall's standards, Professor Silvia decided to shift her target.
"You've been silent this whole time, but do you know anything, Acting Professor Gloria?"
"..."
Gloria felt a twinge of irritation as all eyes turned to her.
It was even worse because they seemed determined to wait in heavy silence until she spoke.
Thinking this was as far as it went, she looked up at the antique wall clock.
'15 minutes... I could have held out longer. What a shame.'
Gloria let out a faint sigh through her nose and swallowed the lingering sweetness with deep regret.
It would have been thick and sticky originally, but now mixed with saliva, it had thinned into a smooth, sweet liquid.
Savoring it sliding down her throat and into her esophagus, she confirmed it all reached her stomach before finally speaking.
She wanted to end this faculty meeting, which no longer mattered to her, as quickly as possible.
"If you're talking about the witch, then yes, I know something."
A withered old woman whose skin had wrinkled from the ravages of time— if that was the kind of being called a witch, then she had one in mind, so it wasn't a lie.
She couldn't guarantee it was the same witch Liliss had mentioned, but Gloria's intuition told her they were one and the same.
"A witch... Professor McCall? What's wrong?"
The moment Gloria spoke, Professor McCall buried his face in his hands, rubbing vigorously in distress.
He looked so tormented that Professor Silvia interrupted herself to check on him.
"Huh? Oh... no, it's nothing. Something just came to mind, but slipped away. Sorry."
Even as he offered a lame excuse, a sudden wave of dizziness nearly made Professor McCall sway.
He pretended nothing was wrong with superhuman endurance, but inside, he was rotting away.
'That smell... night-blooming flower scent...'
The subtly repulsive aroma no man could mistake.
Why had it wafted in just as Gloria opened her mouth?
Unfortunately, Professor McCall could easily guess.
He was the only one who knew what Gloria and Yuha had been up to in the academy.
'What the hell did they do...'
He'd thought it odd how unusually quiet she was, but he never imagined that.
Was the academy—sacred place of learning to them—nothing more than a fancy inn for kinky play? He wondered bitterly.
What kind of twisted mind lets you even consider doing that in a faculty meeting with every professor present?
'Has to be that cadet Yuha's doing.'
If there were a professor researching intercourse, he'd be shedding tears of chicken-shit gratitude, standing ovation and all—pure genius.
But as a mere history professor, he just wanted to cry.
'Dizzy. Soon as this meeting ends, I need a nap in my office.'
Ignoring Professor Silvia's rising voice and Gloria's emotionless replies laced with faint night-flower scent, Professor McCall squeezed his eyes shut.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Oh. Held out about 15 minutes, huh."
I glanced at the antique wall clock and asked Lili, who nodded in agreement.
"Definitely one load every 3 minutes, right?"
"Yeah. Later, gotta fill Ria up plenty wherever she wants."
When Ria said she had to attend the faculty meeting, I'd come up with a fun idea.
Right before it started, blast a huge load in her mouth, with a simple promise: hold it longer, get more fresh cum.
Honestly, since Ria was new to the academy, I doubted she'd even speak up much.
Basically, it was a luck-based game where the meeting's length determined how much of my cum she scored.
And it was playing out that way—until Professor Silvia started talking.
Why do I sound like I watched it myself?
"But this is wild. Our Lili's amazing."
"Like it, Master?"
"Yeah. I'm groping Lili's tits like this, and no one notices."
"Ahhng."
Because we were watching them. Standing casually at the back of the meeting room.
But no one except Ria even realized we were there.
I'd planned to eavesdrop from outside, betting on how long Ria could last, but Lili suggested another way.
"Illusion magic?"
"Yes. My unique spell fools sight, smell, and hearing if magic resistance isn't too high."
Tried it by jumping with arms wide open—no one looked. Freaky.
Top-tier power prestige. My dick's swelling with awe.
"Kinda disappointing they don't even feel the subtle wrongness, though."
"Ria said all the real powerhouses are out on missions last time."
"Still."
Not that they're weak—Lili's just that broken.
"That professor really hates us, huh."
Not hard to get. I don't care, but I know how my actions look to others.
Whatever. If it bugs them, expel me. I'm here 'cause it's fun; no real reason to stay.
"...Arrogant prick. What should we do?"
Lili pointed at the professor dying to curse us, her right hand raised.
Didn't know the wind-up, but I could guess the payoff.
"Eh."
I'll keep living how I want; haters will multiply, obviously.
If I offed everyone badmouthing us out of disgust, it'd be a bloodbath.
So, I'll let that slide.
But.
"Can't forgive calling our cute Lili unlucky just for looking at her."
"Hnnng..."
Where's the unluckiness when kneading her tits draws such naughty moans?
Doesn't compute.
"Kill her?"
"Hm..."
Death's the ultimate punishment. To me, at least.
But for others, it's over quick. No reincarnation or possession like me— just a lame curtain call.
"Too bland."
"Anything specific in mind?"
"Nothing off the top. Oh."
Watching Lili sparked an idea.
"For now... want Lili's lips."
"...Maaaster."
"This rare setup's perfect for a kiss, right?"
"Yes! Master's always right!"
Really? Just mentioning a kiss got her forgetting everything else?
Lili fully turned her back on them, standing bold before me.
I was at the far back, facing away—so back-to-back with the room.
Why mention that?
Chin.
Suddenly, Lili kabedon'd me, hands on the wall beside my head.
"Shall we... kiss? Breathlessly."
She purred seductively.
"..."
Felt eyes on us—Ria glancing sideways.
Handling Professor Silvia's tirade while stealing looks at us. Adorable.
For Lili and me to chill in this setup, Ria needed more aggro.
So I gave Ria a subtle order no one else would catch.
"Ria. New mission. Delay the end—yeah. One load every 3 minutes."
"..."
She shot up.
"If you insist, I'll sketch the witch's portrait."
Fully committed to stalling, Ria bolted to the whiteboard up front.
Ignoring protests of "No need!", she grabbed a pen and drew. A few strokes in, it already looked decent.
Drawing'll kill time for sure. Genius.
"...Forgive her this once. Hope she gets bolder."
"Haha. Lili's so sweet."
With Ria's flashy art show and academic-conference-level presentation as BGM, Lili and I shared a sweet kiss.
Ria stocked up 10 extra loads.
Refilled her mouth post-meeting for her epic performance. Never dreamed she'd drag it 30 minutes.
She hugged first, all happy—I gladly returned it.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "So. A professor suddenly dispatched from the academy to our territory."
"Yes, sir."
"And I supposedly ordered it?"
"That's right."
"First I've heard."
Duke Baker shot his aide a "explain yourself" glare, but the aide remained nonchalant.
"Who impersonated me? Which bast—"
"Lady Liliss."
"—lovely lady indeed."
Sensing his aide's cold stare, Duke Baker casually stood and gazed out the window pointlessly.
"Ahem."
"Lady Liliss's message and Eiley's report arrived too."
"Eiley? She's great with clothes, but I worried about her lack of tact. Guess she's fine."
Vampires, with their long lives, bred many artisans.
Duke Baker knew Eiley well.
His current outfit was even from her workshop.
"What's the message?"
"'Do you guys also think my hair looks unlucky just existing? That's what she said...'"
Mind reeling for a second, but age-old composure kicked in. Duke Baker asked the crucial question.
"Uh... she arrived alive, not a corpse?"
"Very much so."
"Miracle she survived."
He meant it. He didn't know everything, but no one he'd heard of mouthed off to Liliss like that and lived.
"Anyway, later for that. The report?"
"Here."
He'd gotten a brief on encountering Liliss, but this was the formal one.
Even the gist made him dizzy; God knows what horrors the full report held.
Duke Baker was already afraid.