The Insensitive Mage Lee Haesu (3)
The Numb Mage Lee Hae-su (3)
"......"
There was no sign of anyone.
Just as I was about to knock on the door again, the iron door creaked open with a spine-chilling scraping sound, as if opening by itself.
Inside the dimly lit laboratory.
Numerous experimental tools and flasks of unknown origin bubbled with eerie lights, and at the large desk in the center sat a man.
A pristine white lab coat, neatly combed black hair without a strand out of place.
Pale, almost white skin visible behind glasses and a razor-sharp jawline.
The moment our eyes met, I saw a man with breathtakingly cold and handsome features.
But what overwhelmed me wasn't his appearance.
It was his eyes.
His deep, pitch-black pupils showed no surprise, displeasure, or interest.
A sealed space.
Despite being directly hit by the thick succubus pheromones emanating from my body, his pupils didn't waver even a single millimeter.
A perfect "void" as if looking at an emotionless mechanical device or dead inorganic matter.
"Who are you."
A dry, low voice cut through the laboratory's silence.
The vocal range itself was attractive enough to enchant anyone, but the tone was chilly without any trace of emotional inflection.
"I'm, uh, first-year freshman Han Yi-seo."
As I cautiously stepped inside, the man spoke without even looking up from his documents, his fountain pen scratching against paper.
"Office hours are from 2 PM. Get out."
A cold dismissal delivered in one stroke.
An ordinary female student would have been crushed by that cold atmosphere and run away with tears in her eyes.
But even my fatal appearance and scent that could make anyone aroused just by breathing seemed no different from a pebble on the street before this man.
'So this is a Bul-gam Mage... Not just physical sensations, but even mental sensations are completely dead?'
I felt a chill, while simultaneously the vicious conquest desire within my succubus self began to flare up.
A man who feels nothing.
The only man immune to my pheromones.
Then I'll force my way through that solid gap, shatter that arrogant, cold rationality, and make it messy with hot lust.
Before being kicked out, I quickly turned my back to the iron door and slammed it shut with a bang. Then I firmly locked it with the lock mechanism.
I crafted my most languid and seductive voice while curling my lips into a thick smile.
"It's not about classes."
The scratching sound of the fountain pen stopped.
Hae-su finally looked up and stared directly at me.
I smoothly unleashed the heart-shaped tail hidden under my skirt, making it flutter in the air. Then I slowly approached his desk with a very fatal gait.
"I came for my 'Personal Assignment.' I absolutely must make you feel it, Librarian-nim."
The voice that flowed from my mouth was, even to my own ears, electrifyingly seductive and sticky.
Thick magical power and succubus pheromones mixed with my breath.
If he were a normal man, this single phrase should have made his rationality fly away and made him pounce like a beast.
With a fluid gait, I approached and lightly perched on the edge of Professor Hae-su's large desk.
I deliberately adjusted my posture so my short uniform skirt rode up precariously high on my thighs, and generously exposed my overflowing cleavage through the gap between my blouse buttons directly in his line of sight.
Simultaneously, the heart-shaped tail extending from my back slithered across the desk like a snake. Then it began openly seducing him by tapping against his cold hand.
"......"
But.
Hae-su's reaction completely defied my expectations.
His gaze wasn't directed at my ample cleavage or pale thighs, but at the tip of my tail crawling across his desk.
An extremely dry, academic look as if observing a newly discovered interesting insect or troublesome experimental waste.
"Academy Regulations Chapter 4 Article 12. Placing unauthorized body parts or foreign objects on educational materials or research facilities is grounds for penalty points."
These were his first words spoken in an utterly calm voice.
"...What?"
"Get down. And remove that tail or tentacle or whatever filthy appendage from my hand."
He pushed my tail away with the tip of the fountain pen he was holding, as if annoyed.
Instantly, as the sensitive mucous membrane at my tail's tip rubbed against the hard, cold metal pen tip, an electric current shot up my spine.
"Hng...!"
Suppressing what almost became a lewd moan, I hurriedly retracted my tail.
My face burned with shame and strange pleasure, while the person who had flicked away my tail didn't even glance at me as he turned to the next page of his documents.
'What's with this reaction? Is he really unaffected even after all that?'
I was considerably flustered internally.
The succubus pheromones had absolutely no effect on this man. It was like spraying expensive perfume against a solid concrete wall.
'Well, well, look at this? A healthy man acting like this.'
The pathetic pride of a man(?) activated within me.
I knew male physiology better than anyone.
Even if he acted like stone on the outside, if I launched a direct physical assault and pressed against him, his lower body would have to react honestly - isn't that the sad, yet inevitable fate of men?
I got down from the desk and this time approached right next to the chair where he was sitting.
I carefully placed my soft, cold hands over his right hand holding the documents.
"Librarian-nim..."
I bent my waist and brought my lips so close they almost touched his ear. My heavy breasts pressed firmly against his shoulder and arm.
Enough to drive any normal man crazy with just this sensation and breathing.
I deliberately took a deep breath, raising the concentration of pheromones from my body to the extreme, and exhaled them right in front of his nose.
"I'm not doing this without reason. It was written in the assignment, right? Awakening your senses."
My fingers gently stroked the back of his hand.
"I can melt that closed circuit of yours... very pleasantly, very hotly."
This time my tail crept up from his shoes along his calves.
Skillfully working its way between his trouser legs, it slowly advanced toward the man's most secret place.
Even I felt like my heart would burst doing this crazy act, and my body was already heating up and panting.
But.
The shoulder muscles where my breasts touched showed not a single trace of tension, remaining perfectly calm.
Despite my tail blatantly wandering near his groin, his breathing and pulse didn't quicken even 1 BPM.
Professor Hae-su finally stopped what he was doing and turned to look at me.
At a distance where our noses almost touched. My flustered face reflected in his jet-black, inorganic pupils.
"Han Yi-seo, was it?"
"That's right. First-Year Representative Han Yi-seo."
"No, a succubus?"
"...!"
When my identity slipped out so easily from his mouth, my eyes widened.
"Increased pulse, elevated body temperature, dilated pupils, and excessive love juice secretion. The one who's excited isn't me, but you."
"......!"
"Is this act of rubbing your chest against my body intended to excite me, or is it a friction act to satisfy your own desires?"
"...What? No, what kind of question is that...!"
"And."
He suddenly reached out and grabbed the middle section of my tail that was crawling on his pants.
"Ah?! Hng, w-wait...!"
The moment his large hand tightly gripped my tail, I screamed from the overwhelming pleasure shooting through my spine and collapsed on the spot.
For a succubus, the tail is an extension of erogenous zones and a pathway for magical power.
Having that sensitive area strongly gripped by a robust man made my head flash white, and instantly the area between my legs became soaked like a waterfall.
"Haa, haa..."
Panting, I looked up at him while kneeling on the floor. Tears of physiological reaction welled in my eyes.
Meanwhile, Professor Hae-su looking down at me - drenched between my legs and panting - still had an expression of pure "void."
"Refrain from unnecessary contact. I cannot perceive not only physical impact, heat, or cold, but also others' body temperature or the feel of mucous membranes."
He indifferently released my tail and brushed off his pants.
"Whether you breathe into my ear or dance naked on top of me, to me it's merely 'visual data changes' that don't provoke any physiological arousal or pleasure."
"Haa, ugh... haa..."
"You seem to have recklessly accepted this assignment blinded by access privileges to the library's Forbidden Section, but you've seriously miscalculated."
He drove the final nail into the coffin while looking down at me completely.
"Dozens of high-level mages and priests have tried and failed to penetrate my circuit until now. This isn't a problem that can be solved by the crude aphrodisiac magic of some succubus disguised as a freshman."
It was a complete defeat.
I felt intense shame along with the pathetic pride I had as a man in my previous life shattering into pieces.
I had approached to exploit a man's weakness through seduction, but the opponent showed no reaction whatsoever while I was the one whose tail got grabbed, panting like an animal and collapsing.
Could there be any greater humiliation than this?
'This... this stone-like bastard! How is this possible with a human body?!'
I gritted my teeth and struggled to stand up on trembling legs. My face was flushed red with shame and stubborn pride.
"If physical methods don't work, what about magic?"