Freshman Johan 20
"Good girl. You're doing great."
I gently stroked Bianca's lower back. Her spine felt chillingly cold, probably from rolling around naked for so long.
Still, she'd desperately moved her body to generate heat, so her temperature hadn't dropped completely. The sweat beading all over her skin would cool and leave her vulnerable to a cold if I wasn't careful.
"Senior, put this on."
I draped my robe over her shoulders. She wrapped it around herself like someone whose blanket had been yanked off on a chilly morning—yet she didn't forget to leave a small opening just wide enough for me to slip in.
"Hngh...! Hngh...!"
Bianca's pussy was swollen and puffy. Yet my cock was still teasing her entrance, churning up frothy white bubbles of semen.
With every thrust, the pleasure from my ability overwhelmed the pain. No—it went beyond that, slowly taking control of her body.
"Johan...! Hold me closer. I'm cold right now...!"
"Sure, sure. But you should ask Lord Cock too."
"L-Lord... Cock... Please come closer... "
She still seemed embarrassed calling it Lord Cock, her voice shrinking. But since her rigid convictions had softened like tender konnyaku, I skipped the punishment.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
Her pussy clung so tightly, thanks to the swelling. Enduring the frictional pain with the pleasure of sex while pressing against me—it was incredibly alluring.
"Heh. Good girl. If you're this obedient, senior, I'll give you something nice."
Squelch!
I deliberately drove my rigid shaft deep inside her and whispered it.
Wave Emotion Divine Spirit (Parjeongsinryeong) 1-Star (B-Grade)
Infuses semen with a mystical power that heals wounds and restores stamina. Direct absorption into the body increases efficiency, with maximum effect when absorbed through the vagina or anus.
My semen had healing properties. The tooltip didn't mention it, but I could turn it on and off at will. It was the power of the Yin-Yang Harmony Technique.
"Hngh...! The pain is..."
Her inflamed pussy returned to its normal color. Wave Emotion Divine Spirit achieved peak efficiency when absorbed through the vagina or anus—and Bianca had taken my load right inside her.
"Without even a potion... the pain's gone..."
"It's the power of Lord Cock. Who knows? Devoutly worship him, and you might gain power yourself. Real power, not some one-use gimmick from a trash god like Kazan."
"Really...?"
Bianca's tone shifted. She'd started out stiff as bamboo, softened to tofu after the rough training, and now she was somewhere in between.
"I don't lie. Especially not to a beauty like you."
"Weird... But my pussy really doesn't hurt anymore without a potion... What are you?"
"Just human Johan. No more prying, though. A cult leader needs his secrets."
Squelch!
I pulled out. Regret flickered across Bianca's face.
'The seed's been properly planted.'
With more devoted training, she'd become the perfect frontwoman. A long-term pawn I'd use later.
'Perfect spy for the Seven Star Hall.'
I knew their general movements from the original novel, but an insider would make tracking them far easier. This world had plenty of villain groups—lots to juggle.
"Now, serve Lord Cock diligently, and blessings will come. Got it?"
I softly trailed my fingertip along her pussy as I said it.
"Heehee... Lord... Lord Cock..."
Bianca beamed, her smile pure and unfeigned. I planted a kiss on her pussy.
"Take good care of your pussy."
"Mmm! Man, if I'd known sex felt this good, I'd have done it ages ago."
"That's why I said so."
"Yeah, you've got some weird power. Not gonna tell me, huh?"
"Maybe when you become a high-ranking devotee."
"High-ranking devotee..."
She didn't hold a high position in the Seven Star Hall. She handled supplies, so not total bottom-rung, but disposable enough. A lofty title would be sweet bait for her.
"How do I become a high-ranking devotee?"
"I'll tell you later. Time's up anyway. Better head back."
I straightened up and returned to the dorm with Bianca. I had less than an hour to sleep. I coolly gave up on it. Skipping one night wouldn't kill me. My condition might dip a bit, though.
Today, I was meeting Rias senior. She'd promised a circle intro way earlier, but the murder case delayed it to the weekend.
Right after class, I headed to the underground common circle building in the circle annex. I knocked on the door of Twilight Sisters—the most remote one—and it opened immediately. Bane was already inside.
"Come on in!"
Rias senior greeted me with a bright smile. No bubbling liquids in the cauldrons this time. Probably skipping potion-making to avoid accidents.
"Time for a proper intro to our Twilight Sisters! We research special alchemy that regular alchemists ignore. Nothing like the stale potion studies in places like Poison Flower or Witch's Labyrinth—ours is on another level!"
"The circle's called Sisters. Mind if I join?"
"Of course! Names don't matter! Should we rename it Twilight Siblings?"
"No need for that."
Rias senior pressed on with her spirited pitch.
"Here's our circle's activity book! Looks modest, but we've got a solid 50-year history."
"Oh ho. Survived like cockroaches, huh."
"Hey! Brutally accurate, but don't say it like that!"
Truth was, 50 years wasn't long for the academy. Some circles dated back centuries.
Rias senior desperately needed more members now. Adding one meant a better room assignment.
Plus, student council subsidies scaled with membership. Per the novel, she was scraping by on personal funds.
"Anyway! Point is, no circle beats Twilight Sisters! Feel that urge to join bubbling up?"
"Um... Senior? One question?"
Bane shyly raised her hand.
"Questions are great! Shoot."
"The student handbook says three members. Where are the other two?"
"Eep! Well... ghost members. Names on the roster, never showed up. But it's fine! Now we're a real trio!"
Rias senior grinned and fetched the application.
"Come on! You can think after signing. Just scribble your name here all cool-like."
She pushed shamelessly. I did want in, but accepting right away would kill the fun. Some tension would make her notice me more.
"I'll think about it."
"Aww~ Junior! What's to think? Coming here means you've decided, right? Come on~ Join us~"
As Rias senior cozied up playfully, a flicker of killing intent wafted from Bane. It sank like a still pond moments later.
"I wanna check out other circles first."
True enough. Freshman circle intro week was the only free-for-all chance. Otherwise, just the annual circle expo.
"B-but the others are all crowded and chaotic."
"I'll take a look around."
"Ack! Customer! Don't go!"
Like a street hawker grabbing our arms, but we left. Bane glanced pityingly at the abandoned Rias senior.
"You're joining here, right?"
"Yeah, but let's scout others too. Can't miss this shot. You okay with it?"
"Sure! I've always liked alchemy, and the theme sounds fun. Senior knows her stuff too. As long as she doesn't get too handsy with you..."
Bane trailed off. Her eyes gleamed with sharp light. Heads up—gotta be extra careful with Bane later.
Back at the dorm. Time to organize circles to visit. Not just for kicks.
'Some opportunities to snag... some flags to plant... Busy times ahead.'
I sorted connections and opportunities in my head. Handling Bianca successfully had me brimming with confidence.
Planted something with Bernehardt too—harvest soon.
Bane needed more ripening. Unintentionally became a "handle with care" item, so extra caution for her route.
Lots to do. Tight schedule it is. The academy's mine.