Chapter 243: The Harem Door Opened on the First Day of the Semester (2)[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 243: The Harem Door Opened on the First Day of the Semester (2)[R-18]
The first day of the academy semester.
The grand hall, where the entire student body had gathered, was filled with a low, buzzing murmur.
In the midst of it, I closed my eyes and let out a long, heavy breath.
"Phew..."
I had reached a realm considered impossible by human will alone.
I had successfully reached Day 3 of No Nut.
Of course, I had experienced it once before as a penalty...
But it wasn't something one ever truly got used to, and even now, I felt like I was going insane.
Yesterday, in particular, was truly dangerous.
I had barely endured by biting my lip so hard it bled.
*
"...Waaaah!! Ian... Oppa...! Munch, munch...!"
Had she stopped by that bakery, Eshur, which was so popular lately, on her way home?
Poporing, her mouth stuffed with bread and looking completely disheveled, clung to me and sobbed.
"Hic...! Poporing... was deceived...! Four... days a week! Six... hours a day! Hard labor is... too... tough... Sob, sob...! I want to quit... How... how am I supposed to do this... for the rest of my life...!"
Poporing’s thin clothes were damp with sweat and clung tightly to her body.
She must have tossed her bra aside the moment she got home, because her inverted nipples were clearly visible through the fabric.
"...."
And then there was the bag of bread she held in her hand.
—Should we just do it, Master?
It was Day 2 of No Nut, and it felt like my cock was whispering those words to me.
I, too, was filled with the desire to use that 'Little sister pussy-type onahole'—chewy on the outside and soft on the inside...
'No. Endure it.'
The actual start of the semester was right around the corner.
I had to maintain peak condition for any potential emergencies (7P).
If I hadn't started No Nut yesterday, it might have been different.
But if I used the 'Little sister pussy-type onahole' now, I might lose my grip on sanity entirely.
"Waaaah!... Life... is... labor!... Munch... munch... Small... labor gathers... to make... a small... salary! Gulp! Gulp!... Sigh... I'm tired... Ian... Oppa... turn off the light."
After shoving the rest of the bread into her mouth, Poporing crawled into the inner side of my bed without even washing up.
"Go sleep in your own bed, Poporing."
"Ughhh... Poporing is... exhausted... can't move.... Just gonna sleep."
Had the repetitive labor caused her intelligence to regress?
Poporing, speaking in an even more childish tone than usual, pulled the blanket over her head, making it clear she had no intention of moving.
"...Sigh, then at least go wash up, Poporing."
"Ughhh... even that's a pain... Ian Oppa, you wash me..."
Twitch!
'Wash her?'
If I were my usual self with a will of iron, I would have rejected such a request instantly, but...
'Ah, of all times, I had to be doing No Nut...'
Poporing was my younger sister, wasn't she?
Family members could take a bath together, couldn't they!
As a result of stepping forward with such a half-baked thought...
Twitch! Twitch!
"Haa!♥ Hic... Hehe♥... Ngh... Ian... O-Oppa..!♥"
*
I didn't cross the line.
Because I was a man who knew how to maintain boundaries.
I simply spent about thirty minutes persistently digging out and licking Poporing's inverted nipples with my tongue, and then used her firm cleavage to wash my cock instead of a bath towel.
'But I didn't ejaculate! So I didn't cross the line!'
Thanks to that, my testicles—now holding twenty-four rounds' worth of semen from three days—were in such a sensitive state that even a slight graze felt like a critical hit.
*
"...The Sacred Academy goes beyond the Empire! We are doing our best to cultivate talents who will carry the future of the continent..."
Returning to reality, I let the principal's speech on the podium go in one ear and out the other as I looked around.
Shift—
Unlike me, they all had such striking appearances that I didn't even have to try hard to find them.
'Mas-ter!!'
Yuris, who had been looking around in the distance, spotted me. The moment our eyes met, she beamed and whispered with her lips.
Was it because it was the entrance ceremony?
Instead of her usual Saintess robes, Yuris was wearing a neat school uniform, which gave her a pure yet fresh charm.
I gave a slight nod in response and turned my gaze.
Shift—
Moving my eyes toward the first-year section, a green twin-tail proudly occupying the top student's seat caught my eye.
Snap! Startle!
'Wh-whoa, that surprised me.'
She was definitely looking forward...
But somehow, the moment my gaze landed on her, Elfriede turned around immediately.
CHU-♡
Elfriede looked exactly at where I was and blew an incredibly lewd finger-kiss.
"...."
And occupying the top seat for the second years was, naturally, Helen.
Dressed perfectly as always, Helen wore an elegant smile, but her eyes weren't smiling at all.
"...."
Laplace, wearing her Head of Disciplinary Committee armband, looked down at Helen with her arms crossed.
Crackle! Zap!
Though there was quite a distance between them, invisible sparks seemed to fly where their gazes collided.
Poke!
Just then, Evelyn poked me in the ribs with her elbow.
"Hey, what are you looking around for?"
Evelyn's voice, snapping at me with a pouting expression, was full of dissatisfaction.
"Just because."
"Ha! 'Just because' my ass. You were probably looking at girls again. Tsk, this guy is seriously spoiled! You don't even know how lucky you are to have a childhood friend like me."
"You're right, I am lucky."
"Wh-what... so suddenly..."
At my honest answer, Evelyn's face turned bright red.
At that moment, I felt a soft sensation on my left.
Estelle had subtly hooked her pinky finger around mine.
"...."
"...."
Estelle's gaze remained fixed forward, but she softly wrapped her finger around mine and rubbed it playfully, as if she were giving my pinky a handjob.
'This is dangerous.'
This must be what they mean when they say a frog dies from a stone thrown in jest.
It might be a light prank to Estelle, but for me, having reached my limit through No Nut, I felt like I might actually have a dry orgasm if I stayed like this.
'Do you know how much semen I've saved up!!'
I couldn't let it go to waste so pointlessly.
Whirrr—!
After desperately racking my brain, I found the best option.
"Evelyn, Estelle. I'm going to the bathroom for a bit!!"
Thump, thump—
I hurried out of the grand hall and posted a comment to Yuris.
ㄴㅇㅇ(89.74): Hey bitch, can you come out now?
*
When the long opening ceremony ended and students were filing out of the grand hall.
Shift—
"Ian, what the hell is that crazy bastard doing that he hasn't come back until the end?"
"...Evelyn."
Estelle called out to Evelyn in a voice thick with tension.
"Yeah? Estelle. What is it?"
"...There's something I want to talk to you about... Can you spare some time?"
"Is it something we can't talk about in the classroom?"
"Yeah... I think somewhere without people would be better."
"Hmm... Okay. I get it. Let's go to that place from before then."
"...Yeah. Thanks."
At those words, Evelyn naturally pushed Estelle's wheelchair.
Before long, the two arrived at the place where they had first opened up their hearts on the day of 'Saint' Ellis.
"...Evelyn, I'm sorry."
Estelle, her head bowed, spoke first.
"For what?"
"...I... even though I knew about the relationship between you and Ian... still..."
Estelle confessed everything that had happened over the break to Evelyn, excluding the parts about the 'Parasitic Demon.'
"...Evelyn. I'll apologize once more... I'm sorry... Just apologizing like this... won't be enough for forgiveness. You can hit me until you feel better."
"...."
If it had been her past self, she would have tried to avoid Evelyn's anger somehow, even because of the 'Devil's Scales.'
But she was glad that now, she could fully accept Evelyn's wrath.
"Sigh... Estelle? What do you take me for? Why would I hit you?"
"...But I betrayed you..."
"Ha! What betrayal? I knew you liked Ian from the start. Don't you remember? I told you right here."
"...Yeah, I remember."
Estelle nodded.
"You said 90% of the girls who fall for Ian... give up within a week."
"Yeah, because of me. I'm pretty, after all. How could they not give up when he has such a pretty childhood friend?"
"...."
Evelyn spoke boastfully, puffing out her chest, but it was an undeniable fact.
Even to Estelle, Evelyn was dazzlingly beautiful.
"And the other 9.9% give up soon after because they can't handle his ridiculous denseness... That leaves only 0.1%... and that's you."
"...Yeah."
Estelle smiled faintly.
Back then, she never expected to have this kind of relationship with Ian.
In fact, after hearing Evelyn's encouragement, she had intended to completely give up her feelings for him.
But...
Now, Ian had become someone Estelle couldn't give up on either.
"Hmph! And Estelle... did you really think I wouldn't know? Ha! Who do you think pushed that dense idiot Ian toward you?"
"...Evelyn?"
"Ah, yeah. It was me! Evelyn! Fuck, that shameless bastard Ian says he has to make a harem no matter what. I was fucking pissed at the time... but in the end, I gave my permission... You're much better than some strange woman clinging to him. And..."
Letting out a deep sigh, Evelyn whispered softly.
"I can't handle that bastard by myself anyway..."
"Ah! I knew it! Ian is a bit strange, right?"
"....Huh?"
"Ah..."
At Estelle's accidental slip of the tongue, Evelyn's eyes widened.
"Wh-wh-what? Fuck! D-don't tell me? Did that bastard Ian do that to you too!?"
"N-no! It's not like that..."
"Did he! Or did he not!"
"Well... that... he... he did do it, but."
*
Clench—
Evelyn's fist tightened.
"Ian, that b-beast! To a girl who doesn't even have sensation!!"
"I-it's a misunderstanding! Evelyn, now... I've regained... a bit of sensation..."
"...What? You regained sensation? How?"
"U-um... that's thanks to Ian and Yuris-nim..."
As Estelle worried about how to explain the demon situation, Evelyn waved her hand.
"Forget it. If it's hard to talk about, don't. It's good if you're cured. That bastard Ian has always had things weirdly work out for him. But still... Sigh..."
As if a headache were coming on, Evelyn frowned and pressed her temples.
"Sigh... So, it's you, me, Yuris... Poporing is a bit vague, but I guess that makes four now. That crazy bastard is really going to fill a roster of ten."
"...Yeah, four?... Um..."
Estelle swallowed the words that were about to slip out.
'Evelyn doesn't know yet...'
Helen, Laplace, Poporing, Elfriede...
Just the names of the women she had heard in the room that day easily exceeded four.
"Fuck!! It looks like that bastard intends to plow every pussy in the entire world!!!"
Watching Evelyn let out a lion's roar beside her, Estelle broke into a cold sweat.