One-Day Lovers on Christmas Eve

Korea Hero Academy admits students only ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠from age twenty up. Eighteen, by international reckoning.

Its halls were filled with talent that stood among the very best in the world, and such people rarely let their focus slip. A single step in the rankings could send their market value soaring by millions—or send it crashing down just as far.

Which was why they poured their energy into tempering their bodies instead of chasing romance, grinding through punishing training and—

...Or so I'd believed.

Perhaps it was because it was Christmas Eve. All around us, the air shimmered with a rosy glow.

"Babe, wanna come over to my place and watch some NFlix?"

"S-shall we?"

"Seriously, why did a condom vending machine just appear over there? That wasn't there before."

"...Well, fair enough. Better that than going bare and ending up with a kid."

I looked here; I looked there. It was the same everywhere I turned.

...The world has gone mad.

Truly an outrage. Here I was, pushing women away for the sake of saving the world from destruction.

"What are you doing?"

A voice brimming with life rang out. Golden hair and golden eyes—eyes that seemed to cradle little golden stars within them.

Ersil was dressed in a coat. Heeled shoes, a beige plaid skirt, a black knit that showed off her figure just as it was.

A sweetly curving smile on her lips, she was looking at me.

"Nothing much. Just enjoying the view."

"Mm-hmm."

Ersil made an odd little smile. And then she hooked her arm through mine.

"...?"

"How about it—shall we be one-day lovers for today? Everyone else is out there having fun. It'd be a little sad if only the two of us just sat around, wouldn't it?"

Ersil forced a mischievous smile into place, her cheeks burning as she spoke.

Words I would have refused on any ordinary day. But perhaps it was the magic of Christmas—I heard myself nodding along before I knew it.

"Wait, seriously? No—hold on, that's not the point. Come on, let's go. There's something I've always wanted to do if I ever got a boyfriend."

Ersil pulled me out onto the street. I followed along, meek as anything.

"So? What do you think?"

"Not bad."

A cafe steeped in quiet calm. The aroma was genuinely lovely, and the coffee held up too. Strange, though, that there wasn't a single soul inside...

"Ah, I rented the whole place out for today."

"...Right. Of course you did."

Come to think of it, Ersil was also a staggering heiress.

I sipped my espresso. Bitterness rolled over my tongue, the fragrance rising pleasantly after it.

"Teehee."

Ersil simply went on smiling as she watched me.

"What are you smiling about?"

"Nothing at all. I'm just in a good mood, maybe?"

She just kept smiling, soft and serene.

"Oh, right—we're one-day lovers today, aren't we? So linking arms should be fine, yes?"

"...Sure. Let's do that."

"You mean it? No take-backs!"

Brightening at my answer, Ersil slid into the seat beside me. Then, ever so carefully, she linked her arm through mine. I could feel the soft give of her breasts pressing against me.

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"Wow... it's so firm."

Ersil went on kneading and fondling my arm to her heart's content.

I cut the front piece off my cake with a fork and ate it.

"...Just how long are you planning to grope me?"

"Hehe. It's just such a lovely feel. Would you like to touch my arm in return?"

She held out her forearm. I shook my head.

"Shall we head out soon, then?"

"Let's."

Ersil and I left the cafe.

A cold wind was blowing. Ersil pressed herself even closer against my side.

"Cold? Want to borrow my coat?"

"I'm fine. The temperature right now ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠is absolutely perfect."

I barely felt the chill at all. My body, tempered through the Heukshin martial arts, had become one that could adapt to any environment.

Except that today, of all days, the motels and hotels lining the street kept leaping out at me.

"...Um. Hey."

Ersil tugged at the hem of my coat.

We were standing in front of a hotel.

"F-for today, just today. We—we're lovers, right?"

"...That's right."

Her cheeks had turned a strange red. Her eyes were trembling. And her voice had lost every ounce of its confidence.

"My, my, my. Master, a man who refuses an offer like this is no better than a eunuch. From the look of her, she's a fresh, blooming little maiden—and as the world's foremost appraiser of maidens, I shall stake my name on it."

"Young people these days are truly so very bold."

Heukcheon and Yeongcheon were bantering away.

I stuffed Heukcheon into my subspace and briefly severed my connection to Yeongcheon.

"W-wait just a moment, Masteeer!! This is wrooong!"

"Master Seoha, no! You mustn't! I'll just peek from the side, so quietly you won't even notice I'm thereee!"

That would be even harder to ignore.

With both of them sent off, I turned my gaze back to Ersil. Without quite realizing it, I found myself toying with my hair.

To be honest—no, to be truly, perfectly honest—

...I wanted to.

All sorts of thoughts came bubbling up. Negative ones.

"...Just for today."

Ersil spoke up.

I brushed the negative thoughts away. Drove off every last reason why this couldn't happen.

"Forget all that."

I stepped up to Ersil and wrapped her in my arms.

"What I'd like instead is for you to give me Ersil—today."

The moment the whisper touched her ear,

Ersil answered quietly, like a bashful girl.

"...Yes."

We entered the hotel.

"A suite, please—your very best room. Don't mind the price. I'll order the services myself as needed, so kindly wait outside."

Ersil rattled it all off in one breath and swiped her card. Then, plucking the key from the clerk's hand with all the grace of a mugging, she laid a light illusion spell over him.

Probably the sort that would keep him from remembering our faces.

The moment we stepped into the elevator, it was just the two of us.

"..."

"..."

An awkward silence settled over us. Ersil's cheeks had gone the color of a ripe persimmon.

I took Ersil's hand. She jolted in surprise—then squeezed her eyes shut and interlaced her fingers with mine.

"Ehehe."

She let slip a strange little giggle, the kind a woman really shouldn't be making. I feigned deafness and laced my fingers through hers in return.

Ding. The elevator announced our arrival. The doors slid open, and beyond them, one more door waited to welcome us.

Come to think of it, I'd heard somewhere that the suites of a top-class hotel read the key—only whoever held it could get in.

Beep-beep-beep! Ersil swiftly unlocked the door and slipped inside.

Beyond it, modern furnishings and a beautiful view unfolded. Honestly? I hardly registered either.

Ersil tugged me along by the hand. Knowing the suite's layout as if by heart, she led me toward the innermost room.

Bang! She flung the door open wide, and what appeared was the bedroom—dominated by a bed of truly enormous size.

"Hoo... hoo... We—we've come all this way, so there's no t-taking it back now. If you really run away from here, I'll curse you—I'll stake my life on it."

"That won't be happening."

I looked at Ersil and smiled, gentle and easy.

"Hah... you're such a cheat."

Muttering that, Ersil led me to the bed.

"...Um. Could you wait here just a moment, please?"

"Sure."

Ersil darted into the bathroom. The senses of the Sword Fiend told me she was changing clothes in there.

There are downsides to growing too strong, you know.

The anticipation is supposed to be its own kind of fun with things like this.

A short while later,

Ersil opened the door and stepped out.

A red-velvet crop top with a hint of navel peeking out beneath it. And below that, a very short miniskirt.

"Isn't that a little too naughty to call a Santa girl?"

"I-I know it is! B-but guys l-like this sort of thing, okay!"

Face burning scarlet, Ersil mumbled.

I rose from the bed and set my hands on Ersil's shoulders. She flinched, just slightly.

"Well, I like this sort of thing too."

"Th-that's a relief, then."

I guided Ersil onto the bed and laid her down. And above her, I took up position—close enough that our breaths could touch.

Face flushed, Ersil looked up at me, her gaze a swirl of nerves and expectation.

She looked so adorable just then that I leaned in and kissed her—chu—soft and quick.

Wide, startled eyes. In no time at all, they had melted into a hazy look.

"Want to open up for me? As wide as you can manage?"

"Yesh."

Ersil's mouth opened.

Still kissing her, I slipped my tongue inside—nipping her lips lightly with mine, taking it slow, until Ersil grew used to it.

Chup. Chup... chup.

Little by little, Ersil began to follow my lead. I toyed with her tongue at an unhurried rhythm, then finally drew my mouth away.

"Hahh..."

Ersil lay there, her face glassy and dreamy. I pushed her crop top up. A chest cupped in a white bra came into view.

...She's actually pretty big, huh? Had to be a D-cup.

"Beautiful breasts."

"..."

Instead of answering, Ersil turned her face away in embarrassment.

"H-how on earth m-many women have you s-seduced?"

"Why?"

"Y-you're just too s-skilled at it. I-I, I mean—you're m-my f-first, Seoha."

"You're my first too."

True for this life, at least—since falling into this world. Counting my past life, the number might well have climbed past four digits.

I nipped lightly at her ear.

"Mnnh♥"

A moan spilled from Ersil's lips. So her ears were her weak spot?

Well, it hardly mattered.

The night was long, and my stamina was all but infinite.

I slipped my hand behind her back.

Click. Fingers pushed to the very peak of their dexterity made light work of the clasp, and the bra came off.

"Someone's already worked up."

Her nipples had risen stiff and taut. I carried my tongue down to her chest and gently teased one.

Meanwhile, my other hand—dexterity fully activated—slid up beneath her skirt.

"Nnh♥"

The front of her panties was soaked through—wet enough that I could take her just like this.

I nudged the panties aside and spread Ersil's legs open in an M.

I stripped off my top—pulled the hoodie over my head and tossed it aside, then shed the short-sleeved shirt beneath it.

"Oh."

Ersil breathed out in open admiration at the sight of my body.

Well—honestly, even by my own judgment, my body was perfect. The grooves of muscle were as crisp as if a god had carved them by hand, without a shred of fat to be found.

My pants came off.

Gulp. Ersil swallowed hard. With my pants down, my cock sprang into view, standing at stiff attention.

I still had my underwear on—only because I was so well-endowed that my underwear couldn't hope to contain it.

Being big isn't purely a blessing, mind you.

For one thing, it gets in the way during training and fights. And every now and then Heukcheon would take one look, go crimson, and keep sneaking glances at it—which was, frankly, quite the burden.

Oh, right. I was supposed to look for a condom.

There wasn't one anywhere in sight.

Well then. Anyone seen one lying around?

A condom.

...You could just do it without, you know. Today's a safe day, after all.

...And so I thought.

There is no such thing as a safe day. Still, the pill would take care of it afterward, wouldn't it?

Anyway. I spoke to Ersil.

"Then... can I put it in?"

"Yeees♥"