Freeze-Dried Jealousy
“Sorry! See you next time!”
“Hey! Han Si-hun! You ignoring me?! I’ll die! I really will die! You’ll regret it!”
I threw open the lab door like I was fleeing for my life.
But.
Screeech—.
I froze solid.
She was standing there.
Luna von Adelheit.
Her silver hair floated up, defying gravity. Her wine-red eyes weren’t just red anymore—they were pitch black and lifeless.
The air around her turned white with frost, ice crystals blooming everywhere. The ceiling lights crackled like they were about to explode.
“Master.”
She tilted her head. Her mouth curved into a smile, but her pupils had shrunk to needlepoints.
“The bathroom isn’t here, is it?”
Frost spewed from her fingertips—tssst—sharp as blades.
“Huh? Adelheit?”
Ludel popped out from behind me. Without a clue, she took one look at Luna and hooked her arm through mine. Clutching her rabbit doll, she stuck out her tongue with a “Beeeeh~”.
“What’re you doing here? Spying outside someone else’s lab? Not a great look for the department head.”
Ludel yanked me toward her, grinning triumphantly. Gone was the woman who’d just been threatening life and death. Now she looked like she was taunting, ‘He’s mine now!’
“Here to pick up Si-hun? Aw, too bad. We were in the middle of some very ‘important and deep’ conversation.”
“……”
Luna’s gaze shifted slowly.
Ludel’s hand wrapped around my arm.
Ludel’s pajamas.
The cookie box at my feet.
And finally, the cookie crumbs from Ludel on my clothes.
Crackkk—!
Cracks spiderwebbed through the space around Luna. Like shattering glass. Reality itself was warping.
“Um, Professor? It’s not—”
“Shut up.”
Luna growled low.
“How dare you.”
Rumbleee!
A pipe burst from the ceiling, water gushing out. But it froze into icicles before hitting the floor. The underground hallway turned into a freezer in seconds.
Red light gleamed in Luna’s eyes.
“Put another bitch’s scent on my toy?”
Only then did Ludel flinch and stumble back. She felt it too. This wasn’t our usual bickering. This was real killing intent. Pure malice.
“Y-You crazy? This is school! You’re a professor!”
“School? Professor? So what.”
Luna flicked one finger.
BOOM!
Ludel’s lab door ripped clean off and slammed into the wall. Dolls inside got caught in the blast, stuffing flying everywhere.
“Kyaaah! My dolls!!”
Ludel screamed and collapsed, skirt flipped up over her head as she trembled. All her bravado vanished.
“Come here. Si-hun.”
Luna reached out.
“Stay there one more second, and I’ll freeze-dry you too. Turn you into my eternal figurine for display.”
No joke. I knew it—from experience, from instinct. If I didn’t go now, it was really freeze-dried city.
I shook off Ludel’s arm and ran to Luna.
“It’s a misunderstanding! I just stopped by to comfort her!”
Grab.
Luna seized my collar. Then buried her nose in my chest and sniffed.
“Scent.”
“……”
“Cookie smell. And that dwarf bitch’s musty basement stink.”
Luna looked up. Thick teardrops welled in the corners of her eyes.
She wasn’t angry. She was hurt.
“How could you?”
“Huh?”
“You buy me one ice cream. But her a whole cookie set? And an expensive one?”
“No, that’s—”
“I like cookies more! I’m crazier for sweets!”
Luna pounded my chest. She was dying of injustice.
“And why let her touch you? You’re mine! Your chest, your lips, your dick—all mine!”
Hard to believe this logic from a 500-year-old professor. Pure five-year-old possessiveness. The problem? That kid held the nuclear launch button.
“Follow me.”
“Uh, where to?”
“Decontamination.”
Cold leaked from Luna’s hand. Ice encased my arms and legs, binding me.
“Gonna wash off all that filthy scent and cover you in mine.”
“Cover me?”
“Yeah. Today, I’m gonna rub my piss, spit, and juices all over every inch of you. Pickle you in it.”
Her eyes clouded over again.
“So no other bitch even looks at you. I’ll mark my territory with the stinkiest bitch-in-heat Luna scent.♡”
She floated me up like luggage.
Then shot a cold glare at Ludel, cowering behind her rabbit doll and shaking.
“Hey. Dwarf shit-bag.”
“Hiiik?!”
“You look like you’ve seen plenty of porn, so you get it. Listen up. Touch my dildo—er, assistant—one more time.”
Luna smirked.
“And I’ll tie your ass up in tentacles to lay eggs for the rest of your life.”
Luna turned away without mercy.
As I was dragged off, hanging in midair, my eyes met Ludel’s. Tears streaming down her face, she mouthed:
[Don't... abandon me... Si-hun...]
This side wasn’t normal either. All I wanted was to graduate.
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The whole way, Luna groped my body, muttering.
“Hate the cookie smell. Gotta wash it off. Bleach? Nah, my holy water—piss—will disinfect better…”
“Please calm down, Professor!”
“Quiet! You’re getting punished today. Bad boys who cheat get spanked.”
Department head’s office. Luna tossed me on the sofa and locked the door with five heavy spells. Even barred the windows with iron-grate magic. Full imprisonment.
“Strip.”
“Pardon?”
“All of it. Gonna burn those dwarf-scented clothes.”
Whoosh.
My outer clothes ignited at her gesture, turning to ash. Left me in just my underwear.
“Now. Time for marking.”
Luna grabbed a 1.5-liter water bottle from the fridge. Chugged it nonstop—gulp gulp gulp—until her belly bulged slightly.
Then solemnly hiked up her skirt and dropped her panties.
“Get ready. Master.”
She shoved her ass in my face. White cheeks filled my vision.
“Don’t spill a drop. Drink it all. Fill your bones with proof you’re mine!”
“Wait! You really want me to drink it?!”
“Open wide! Or I pour it up your nose!”
My life, seriously. Went for ice cream, ended up with an unearned golden shower.
I gave up and squeezed my eyes shut.
‘Professor Ludel… My dignity for some cookies… Pricey snacks.’
Between the snowy cheeks, her pink slit twitched faintly.
Then.
Shhhhhaaa—!
A warm, salty rain poured over my face.
‘Territory marking.’
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“Pwah… cough! Urk…!”
The second I lifted my head, dry heaves hit. My face was soaked. Hair to chin coated in the fishy fluid. Blurry vision from droplets on my lashes.
“Hehe… Pretty.”
Luna grabbed my chin, turning it this way and that. Satisfied, she smooched my drenched face, lips smacking.
“No more Ludel smell. Just mine now.”
“You’re insane. For real…”
Salt, fishiness, and a weird sweetness lingered in my mouth. Female musk, probably. 1.5 liters—she’d chugged and pissed a ton. Sofa was flooded, squelching.
“Lemme wipe it off.”
“No. Don’t. Waste.”
Luna straddled my lap. Rubbed her still-wet ass on my thighs.
“Let it air-dry. Natural.”
“Skin’ll get infected. And the smell?”
“It’s perfume. Concentrated pheromones from a 0-grade Archmage.”
Luna traced my cheek with her finger, licked it.
“Mmm—salty. Taste of master and slave becoming one.”
Impossible to reason with. I shoved her off and headed for the bathroom.
But.
“Where you going?”
Luna snapped her fingers.
Binding spell. Purple mana ropes coiled around my ankles. Feet glued like super-glued.
“Professor?”
“No washing. Banned all day.”
“I have class! How in this state?!”
“Just go. No one’ll notice.”
Luna shrugged shamelessly.
“I’ll cast ‘Perception Dampening’ on the smell. To others, it’s just strong perfume.”
“It’s not the smell—it’s gross! I can’t stand it!”
“Tough. It’s your punishment.”
Luna narrowed her eyes. Playfulness gone, gleaming with possession.
“For coming back with another woman’s scent. Spend all day sniffing my piss and reflect.”
“Haa…”
“Who knows? Might get so turned on you pop a boner in class?♡”
She flicked my crotch. Her warmth hit through the wet panties—I twitched involuntarily.
“See? Master likes it deep down. Pervert.”
Luna giggled and headed to the bathroom.
“I’m cleaning up. Gotta get all fresh and monitor Master.”
Only she gets to wash? What humanity. I wiped my face with wet wipes. The deep-seated musk wouldn’t fade. Mixed with body heat, it fermented into a thicker female scent.
‘I’ll go mad.’
Class in this state. Forget grades—my social dignity was toast.
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Lecture Hall B-211. ‘Magical Ecology’ time.
I sat in the back row, head turned to the window. Masked up, hat pulled low.
‘Sniff sniff.’
Imagined sniffing sounds made me tense.
“Si-hun! Seat here?”
Classmate Ha-yoon.
“Uh, yeah… Someone’s coming.”
“Oh? I’ll take the other side then.”
Ha-yoon ignored me and unpacked next to me.
Great. Why so friendly today?
“You’re extra perfumey today.”
She leaned in right away.
“Huh? Oh, must’ve overdone the fabric softener in laundry.”
“Yeah? It’s kinda unique… Sour-sweet…”
Ha-yoon sniffed closer, tilting toward me.
“What brand? Lemme get some. So… hard to describe. Weird, but not bad…”
Why? Her cheeks flushed, thighs rubbing together.
Ha-yoon’s eyes glazed.
I didn’t know then: A 0-grade Archmage’s thick fluids were a potent aphrodisiac, packed with dense mana.
[Just a friend. Class started.]
I flipped the phone over quick, but the jealousy didn’t stop.