Freshman: Johan 18
The adorably foolish Bianca, devotee of the evil god, pulling down her tracksuit pants to show me.
It's hard to believe this senior is a fervent worshipper who's already killed three freshmen.
I boldly reached out and grabbed her senior's ass. She wasn't in any position to resist me right now. Even if she tried, I was confident I could overpower her.
"Kyaa! What are you doing!?"
Her soft, jiggly ass shook like jelly, dodging my hand. Cocky bitch... for a woman.
"Shh! Quiet! The patrolling guards will hear!"
I exaggerated on purpose, and Bianca lowered her voice. Getting caught by the guards would be trouble for both of us.
No, it'd be way worse for her. I'd get a slap on the wrist at most, but it'd ruin her plans.
"Sorry. Your ass is just so damn tempting, I couldn't help it. Honestly, this is your ass's fault, Senior Bianca."
"You're way more trashy than you look! Tch! Never judge a book by its cover, huh."
"My face is fucking handsome, right?"
"......You ruin your image every time you open your mouth. Just shut up and stay pretty."
Can't do that. With a face like mine, women would laugh even at my dumbest jokes. Unfortunately, Bianca didn't seem the type.
That's fanatics for you... Gotta get her into the cock cult ASAP.
"Anyway, you showed me your panties, so spill. Who'd you tell about what you found out?"
Anxiety filled Bianca's eyes. Even as a member of the Seven Star Church, she was green. Her crisis response was seriously lacking.
"I told a senior from my department, Baren Kurger. He's an incubus."
Baren Kurger—the sleazy fuck who groped Scarlett last time.
"Hmm. Hmm. Baren Kurger. Incubus... Which dorm?"
"Tempest. But why?"
"Oh, just curious. Yeah. Anyone else besides that senior?"
Bianca's lips twitched up slightly as she asked, inching closer to reassure me. About time she showed her true colors?
"Nope. No other seniors."
"Good. Fewer loose ends."
With that, Bianca lunged at me like lightning. A sneak attack. But I'd seen it coming.
Time Pose.
I froze time. It drained 99% of my stamina and mana, leaving me on the verge of collapse, but who cared? Her outstretched hand hung frozen in midair.
Time Pose skill level has increased.
Time Pose Lv 2 (SS-rank)
↳Consumes 99% of your stamina and mana to irrationally freeze time for 2 minutes. Cannot stop passive skills or item effects. Usable once per hour.
Time Pose leveled up. Sustain time increased by 1 minute—no other changes. Just 1 minute, but doubling the duration was solid growth.
I ate a date palm fruit to recover stamina and mana, then struck Bianca's vital points hard enough to knock her out cold.
Time Pose release.
Time resumed, and her body crumpled limply. Without Kazan’s blessing, Bianca wasn’t that strong. She’d turned to the evil god for power in the first place.
With her subdued, I hoisted her limp body and headed to a small shed on the outskirts of the Oracle dorms.
The academy had hidden spots like this. Places like the 'Sanctuary of Earth' I visited before, accessible only under specific conditions. One was the 'Vanishing Point' in this Oracle shed.
Inside the shed, I tapped the glass window three times. That's the trigger to open the Vanishing Point.
Simple trigger, but since no one cared about this shed, nobody knew. Even original Johan discovered it by accident while cleaning.
Opening the window revealed a massive room instead of the outside. A portal to another space. I tossed Bianca through first, then climbed over.
The new room was huge, like a grand hall. Dull gray brick walls, windows everywhere.
This Vanishing Point wasn't just a secret room. It was a mini-terminal with portals to everywhere in Silnakwon. Through the windows, you could go to any dorm, the forest, lake, punishment cells—freedom of movement.
One reason I picked Oracle dorm.
Original Johan used it plenty too.
"Nngh...."
Bianca groaned in her unconsciousness. I lightly slapped her cheeks to wake her.
"Urk...! Where...?"
She barely came to, squinting and scanning the unfamiliar space. Confusion plain on her face. Her eyes locked on me.
"Where'd you take me?"
"That curious, huh, Senior Bianca? Or should I say, follower of Kazan?"
My mention of Kazan's name filled her eyes with shock. At this point in the story, I wasn't supposed to know it.
"H-How do you know that!?"
"Doesn't matter. What matters is you're the killer who murdered three academy freshmen."
"Tch! What're you gonna do about it!?"
"Who knows? What do you think?"
Even now, she eyed a counterattack. Probably prepping Kazan's blessing. That'd be a pain.
I grabbed both her arms. Freshly awake and off-balance, she couldn't resist much.
But give her a moment to recover, and she'd invoke the blessing and annoy me. Time to work fast.
I yanked down her tracksuit pants by force. She struggled, but sluggishly. Accumulated damage weighed her down.
"These panties... Been thinking it since earlier, but they're so tacky."
I ripped her dowdy black panties. They tore clean like overripe chicken breast, in two pieces. I sprinkled the shreds over her head like confetti. The black fabric slid down her body.
"Kyaaah! What the fuck!?"
"Heehee! Nothing beats this kinda fun. Oh, and your pussy's pretty cute."
Without realizing, a sleazy grin spread across my face.
Bianca had a natural bush—not overgrown jungle, but untamed. Still, her labia peeked nicely without trimming. Probably sparse body hair.
"You pervert fuck...!"
"Haha. Pervert's better than evil god cultist, right? Lemme inspect."
I forcibly spread her labia to peek inside. First pussy I'd seen since entering the academy world. I'd held back so long. No more.
"Such a shame you're a cultist—it's a prime pussy. Kazan might've been happier if you'd offered this as sacrifice. What's it like inside?"
"Grrrh! Don't insult Lord Kazan! I'll kill you!"
Fierce aura flared from her like a bonfire. Insulting Kazan was her trigger. Perfect for riling up a fanatic like her.
"Dumb senior. Still haven't clocked the situation."
Thud!
I solar-plexused her with a kick.
"Kweeeek!"
Her body folded like a straw bale. She clutched her midsection, gasping raggedly.
"Hngh...! Hngh...! Hngh...!"
"Snuck up on the others like this, huh? Bet you're used to this pain."
"Gngh...! T-Treating a girl like...!"
"Woman only when it suits you? Shoulda just spread 'em like a good bitch. Next one's your pussy."
To prove I meant it, I planted my foot over her pussy. Her face went sheet-white.
"D-Don't...!"
"Depends on you, senior. Behave now? Let's not make this hurt. Seeing a girl in pain hurts me. I'm a secret feminist, y'know."
"Hic...! You psycho...!"
"Only cultists are psychos."
Her trembling intensified, but resistance waned. I shoved fingers into her pussy. It clenched against the intruder, twitching.
Cute struggles, but with her vitals pinned, it was futile. Plus, the prior shock made it more like a flirt than fight.
I ignored and plunged deep.
Warm walls, a bit plain-textured. No premium grip 'n' ridges—just mild. Not a dealbreaker. Tightness is king, and she had plenty.
"Oh ho. Virgin, huh."
Hymen confirmed inside. Her resistance spiked.
"You! You! I'll kill you! Tear you apart and offer to Lord Kazan!"
"Haha! Even Kazan couldn't handle me. And I warned you—next is pussy."
I kicked off my shoes. Seeing it, her pale face drained further.
"Eek...! F-For real...?"
"Think I'd fake it?"
Thud!
"Kweeeek!"
Pig-squeal bliss from Bianca. My socked foot had solidly punted her pussy.
Power-controlled, of course. Hurt like hell, tears flowing, but no lasting damage.
"Gngngh...! Y-You actually kicked it...! My pussy...!"
"Puhahaha! 'Pussy'! Wow, hearing you say it slays me. Wanna kick it again?"
"Don't! My pussy'll break...!"
Her mind seemed half-broken already. How'd someone this weak mentally front for an evil god?
"For real, don't... Spare my virginity...! I'll let you join our cult! Power! You want power too, right?"
"Pathetic, senior. But that's why I like you more."
Her cockroach-level desperation fueled my sadism. Pent-up lust made me wanna savor her tears longer.