Oh, My Saintess (3)
Oh, My Saintess (Part 3)
The next morning, in my dormitory room.
"......Mmm."
As I opened my eyes to the warm morning sunlight, I first detected a subtle change in my body.
Was it perhaps because I had massaged Saintess Choi Yeon-joo's body yesterday and absorbed even a minuscule amount of her Divine Power?
My magical energy core felt not just pleasantly full, but even more supple and dense.
Librarian Lee Hae-su's immense magical energy and the Saintess's sacred vibrations. These polar opposite energies mixed within the succubus's core, evolving my body.
Getting up, I looked at my reflection in the mirror and let out an exclamation of admiration once again today.
The languid allure emanating from my disheveled silver hair, even though I had only just woken up.
The overwhelming volume of my chest, undeniably revealed beneath my thin pajamas.
And the graceful curve of my hips, flowing from my settled pelvis down to my thighs.
This wasn't a work of art; it was a biological weapon meticulously crafted to shatter men's reason.
'Well, not bad.'
When I first possessed this body, I was driven crazy by its constant arousal.
But now, it was different.
I had gained the confidence to thoroughly wield this violent beauty as a 'tool'.
Just as I had so easily broken down the Saintess's barrier yesterday, simply because I was a woman.
This body was the ultimate weapon for surviving and reigning in this academy.
After a quick shower, I changed into the academy-issued training uniform for today's practical training class.
The tight-fitting black spandex training uniform starkly revealed my physique.
I pulled the zipper up to my sternum, slightly covering my cleavage, but that taut tension only stimulated a strange imagination.
'Today's class was...... Magical Resonance practice, right?'
When I arrived at the outdoor training ground behind the lecture hall, students were already gathered in small groups, chatting.
The moment I stepped onto the training ground.
"......."
As if by magic, the surrounding noise abruptly ceased.
The male students' gazes all turned towards me.
Their eyes started at my face, then licked over my chest, which swelled with every breath, and my hips, which swayed gracefully with every step.
'Their eyeballs are practically popping out.'
Though I might have been displeased by the blatant stares, I was enjoying these sticky gazes.
Because others' blind desires are excellent snacks for a succubus.
Feigning indifference, I gave a slight eye-smile and blended into the group.
"Is everyone here?"
Soon after, the Practical Training Instructor with a face full of scars stepped onto the platform.
"Today's practice is 'Magical Resonance'. You'll pair up in groups of two, connect each other's magic circuits, and endure your partner's vibrations. The amount of magical energy is important, but compatibility and control are key."
No sooner had the instructor finished speaking than the male students twitched, trying to approach me like a horde of zombies.
It was amusing to see them vying to be my partner.
However, there was an uninvited guest who was much faster.
"Do it with me, Han Yi-seo."
A cold and overbearing voice.
It was Jeong Hye-ji, her lustrous golden hair tied tightly in a ponytail.
She, an S-class water mage and the 'queen' among freshmen before I arrived, blocked my path.
Her eyes were filled with murderous intent.
It seemed her stomach had churned quite a bit seeing the gazes fixed on me since morning.
"I'll be your partner. I want to check the skills of the top-ranked new student, you know. Surely, you're not just a pretty face with nothing else to show, are you?"
A tone openly picking a fight. The surrounding students held their breath and began to watch us with keen interest.
'How annoying.'
I sighed softly inwardly, but outwardly, I smiled sweetly.
"Alright. It's an honor for me, Hye-ji."
At my relaxed demeanor, Jeong Hye-ji's brow furrowed sharply.
She huffed and stepped onto the practice pad in the center of the training ground.
I also walked lightly and stood opposite her.
"Extend both hands and press your palms together. Send your magical energy flowing according to the instructor's signal. Start!"
Clap.
Jeong Hye-ji's hands and mine met.
At that moment, a cool, heavy, water-attribute magical energy poured out of Jeong Hye-ji's body like a waterfall.
'Oh-ho.'
Indeed, the S-class title wasn't just for show.
Clear and cold, yet possessing terrifying pressure, the magical energy surged in as if to tear my veins apart.
An ordinary student wouldn't have lasted 10 seconds before screaming and falling over.
She was putting all her effort into humiliating me from the start.
It was a good thing my magical energy reservoir was full; two days ago, I wouldn't have been able to keep my wits about me.
"Endure it, Han Yi-seo. Surely, it won't end with just this much, will it?"
Jeong Hye-ji twisted the corner of her mouth, flashing a victor's smile.
But.
She had overlooked one thing.
The fact that my magical energy reservoir was currently filled with the essence squeezed from Librarian Lee Hae-su.
And the fact that my true nature was that of a succubus.
'Compared to Lee Hae-su, it's lacking.'
Instead of deflecting Jeong Hye-ji's incoming magical energy, I gently embraced it and drew it down to my dantian.
And into that pure, cold magical energy, I generously mixed the sweet, sticky demonic energy unique to a succubus, then sent it flowing back into her body.
"......Huh?"
Jeong Hye-ji's once arrogant eyes widened like a rabbit's.
"Hye-ji. Your magical energy is truly clear and beautiful."
I intertwined my fingers with hers, as if lacing our hands together, and whispered, imbuing my voice with thick demonic energy.
At the same time, refined pink magical energy from my core rapidly permeated Jeong Hye-ji's blood vessels through our joined hands.
I felt the dense peach scent waft strongly from my body.
"W-what is this...... Hmph!"
A shallow moan of bewilderment escaped Jeong Hye-ji's lips.
The magical energy I sent forth had no destructive power whatsoever.
But its nature was the problem.
As soon as her pure water-attribute magical energy fused with my succubus magical energy, it transformed into a sticky, hot aphrodisiac, directly assaulting her erogenous zones.
She was probably feeling as if boiling honey was flowing through her veins right now.
"Ah, ugh....... Wait, Han Yi-seo...... what are you doing...... Ugh!"
Jeong Hye-ji's legs began to tremble.
Her once cool, pale cheeks instantly flushed red like peaches.
Beads of sweat formed on her forehead, and her breathing grew rough and erotic, like someone who had just sprinted at full speed.
'Her resistance is much weaker than Saintess-nim's.'
Compared to how Choi Yeon-joo endured last night, Jeong Hye-ji's barrier was utterly pathetic.
I tightened my laced fingers, pulling her closer to me, and whispered softly enough for only her to hear.
"What's wrong, Hye-ji? Isn't the middle of your legs getting hot?"
"Hick! Y-you crazy bitch...... Let go, let go of this......!"
"Perhaps...... you're a virgin?"
Jeong Hye-ji recoiled in horror, trying to pull her hand away, but her magic circuit had already been completely Predated by me.
The more she struggled to pull away, the more my magical energy relentlessly stirred her deepest parts.
Splash.
It was probably not my imagination.
Beyond the spandex training uniform, the sensation of something gushing out and soaking the inside of her thighs was fully transmitted through the magic circuit connected to me.
The proud queen was on the verge of climaxing in the middle of the classroom, simply from holding hands with a classmate.
"Haa, haa...... Ah, no, ugh......."
Physiological tears welled up in Jeong Hye-ji's eyes.
It was obvious that if she endured any longer, her knees would buckle, she would gush, and make an embarrassing spectacle of herself in front of everyone.
Clack.
In the end, I was the first to let go of her hand. The moment the connection broke.
"Haaang!"
Jeong Hye-ji's legs gave out, and she slumped to the floor.
With both hands on the floor, she was panting heavily and trembling.
To others, it might have looked like she was utterly defeated and exhausted from a magical energy duel, but the truth would only be known by the inside of her training uniform pants.
"......Winner, Han Yi-seo."
The instructor's dry voice echoed, and the surrounding students watched the scene with their mouths agape.
It must have been quite shocking to see the formidable Jeong Hye-ji overwhelmingly pushed back and collapsing.
I approached Jeong Hye-ji, who was sprawled on the floor, and very gently extended my hand.
"Are you okay, Hye-ji? You shouldn't have overexerted yourself. Your hand is incredibly hot."
At my concerned (feigned) voice, Jeong Hye-ji sharply lifted her head.
Her eyes, brimming with tears, glared at me.
Within them, anger, shame, and a faint 'fear and pleasure' that had unconsciously been imprinted, were deeply intertwined.
"You...... you......."
She couldn't even swat my hand away, and trembling, she pulled herself up.
Then, without looking back, she limped slightly and fled out of the training ground as if escaping.
She would probably rush straight to the restroom, check her soaked underwear, and despair.
'Hoo, this is fun.'
I chuckled inwardly, casually deflecting the gazes of awe pouring onto me.
This thrill of subjugating another woman and trampling her with pleasure, all in a woman's body.
It was a new form of desire for dominance that I had never known when I was a man.
In the afternoon, after all practical training classes had ended.
As I finished showering in the locker room and was about to change, I found a note inside my locker.