Chapter 9
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 9
Chapter Title: Agreement After the Incident
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I can't believe she'd go this far just because of a mana stone!
Ugh... my head is spinning.
At first, I thought it was just Instructor Cheon Da-eun's absurd joke, but no, it wasn't.
Mana exhaustion syndrome. Worse symptoms than that day.
Of course. I'd used up every last bit of mana boosted by the Growth Spurt skill...
"I-Instructor... I..."
"Yes, hold on a moment. I'll fix it right away."
Even my voice wouldn't come out properly. Her voice buzzed in my ears like it was coming from far away.
I staggered back against the wall and slid down to the ground. My whole body burned like I had a fever, while chills ran through me at the same time. My mind was already a total mess.
I dimly saw Instructor Cheon Da-eun approaching me.
Without a word, she sat beside me and gently placed my head on her lap, just like she had in the training hall before.
That firm yet somehow familiar texture.
Even in my hazy state of mind, I could feel her subtle fragrance and gentle warmth.
I blinked hard and looked up at her. Through my fever-blurred vision, I saw her slightly parted red lips.
They looked so plump and moist, like ripe fruit...
'Ah... I need to absorb mana...'
What was it I had asked her for just now...?
Rational thought had vanished long ago. Only instinct remained.
Desperation for mana and an inexplicable thirst dominated me.
Like someone wandering in a dream, the moment she looked down at me and glanced away briefly, I instinctively lifted my head.
And without hesitation, I pressed my lips to hers.
*Smack.*
In my fevered, hazy consciousness, it was an impulsive, instinctual kiss. Something the normal me could never even imagine doing.
"Mmgh... Kang... Ihyeon, you...!"
The instant my lips touched hers, Instructor Cheon Da-eun's body tensed slightly. I faintly heard her sharp intake of breath in surprise.
But strangely, she didn't push me away or resist.
*Chuu. Chuuup. Smack.*
"Mmgh... S-stop..."
Was it because I was her 'master,' making her clone body submit instinctively? Or some other reason? I had no way of knowing right now.
My body was faithfully following its instinct to crave mana.
*Churp. Slurp.*
The hot, soft sensation. Her saliva flowed into my mouth, wetting my dry lips.
Her mouth was hot and wet. As my tongue ravished her soft flesh and tender tongue, hers, which had desperately tried to evade at first, gradually stopped resisting and began awkwardly responding to my movements.
"Haa... I said wait, just a moment...! Chuu, haa."
"Instructor."
"You, you little... stop... slurp. Mmph...!"
Her ragged breathing tickled my ears.
Even just from the kiss, an unimaginable amount of mana—far more than before—flowed into me.
Was she deliberately sending it to me...?
I barely regained my senses from the mana recovery, but I didn't stop my tongue.
Our saliva mixed hotly, and the mindless sounds of our lips clashing echoed lewdly.
Her breaths grew rougher, and faint, pained moans leaked from between her wet lips.
*Churup. Slurp. Slurp.*
"Ngh... mmph... haa..."
Hot breaths brushed our faces, and my mind felt like it was burning white-hot.
My once mana-starved haze now felt even more delirious from the kiss.
How much time passed?
Only when I felt like I might suffocate did I reluctantly pull my lips away from hers slowly.
"Haa... haa..."
"Huu... haa... you, really..."
We caught our breaths as we gazed at each other.
Only our panting filled the ravine.
Her face was flushed with surprise, confusion, and some new, complex emotion.
Her moist lips exuded a seductive allure utterly unlike her usual composure.
Still breathing heavily, she touched her lips with trembling fingers.
"...Now I get it."
"Instructor?"
"I thought it was strange. Ever since that day, sometimes when I came to, there was this subtle discomfort in my mouth. Like someone had rummaged around inside it..."
"I, Instructor, I mean, I..."
"So that's what you meant by experience point sharing. Right?"
"...Yes."
Instructor Cheon Da-eun spoke in a rational tone, trying her best to stay calm.
"I'm not going to get mad now. Haa. Anyway, I'm just your bound clone right now. No matter what you do with my body, I have no choice. Getting angry won't change that I can't do anything to you."
"I-I'm sorry..."
"You're always just saying sorry. I told you before."
Don't do things you have to apologize for in the first place.
I had nothing to say to that.
She tried to stand up in resignation. That's when her eyes lingered on my lower body.
On the thing straining hard against my pants, impossible to ignore.
I tried to cover it, but it was too late.
Instructor Cheon Da-eun's eyes widened.
"C-Cough! Cough! You, you little...!"
"Sorry! It's just a natural reaction!"
"Exactly, don't do things you have to apologize for!"
Her eyes wavered. For a moment, she seemed at a loss for words, her lips parting and closing soundlessly before she bit her lower lip.
A strange expression mixing grievance, embarrassment, and disdain.
'Honestly, it's kinda cute...'
She glared at me with that exact expression flashing through my mind.
Her voice was hoarse, her cheeks still flushed.
"...Don't just take me whenever you want. Even if I'm your summon, I won't tolerate these unannounced acts."
Her voice nearly cracked like she was on the verge of tears, but she desperately suppressed her emotions, clinging to her instructor's dignity as she added that.
Anger and humiliation warred openly on her face.
"However, if you're really going to keep doing... that kind of thing... if you have no intention of curbing your twisted desires! At least follow minimum procedure. Instead of sneaking around like a coward, formally request it from me! That's an order from your instructor! Understood?"
"Yes?"
What did I just hear?
Ask for permission?
As my eyes widened, the still-flushed instructor hurriedly explained.
"Don't misunderstand! I'm not permitting your vile acts. But... compared to being in an uncontrollable state where I never know when or how you'll suddenly act, it's better if... the process is something I'm aware of in advance. Far better than your surprise attacks out of nowhere!"
She desperately tried to stay composed, but her voice still trembled faintly.
I blanked out for a second before grasping her twisted logic.
I could stop her body anytime I wanted and do whatever. She had no way to stop me. So, she'd rather get a heads-up before I did anything.
Instead of total helplessness, at least some 'awareness.'
'...Such an instructor-like way of thinking.'
Was this her idea of rational judgment?
Honestly, I had no idea.
Even if, as she said, I kept toying with her clone body on a whim, she wouldn't remember. That might actually be easier for her.
But that was just my opinion.
Only she knew what she valued more.
"Got it. From now on, whatever it is, I'll always get your permission first, Instructor..."
"......"
She said nothing for a moment, just biting her lower lip.
Ugh, this silence is even harder to bear.
Finally, she let out a small sigh and murmured in a barely audible voice.
"...Undress. I'll help calm it down for now."
"Y-Yes."
She was probably far more embarrassed than I was.
I glanced at her cautiously. Head slightly bowed, cheeks red, she was forcing her gaze away.
Her ears flushed to the tips, a far cry from her usual dignified self.
'But Instructor must have experience, right?'
What a dumb thought. In her late twenties, of course she did.
As an academy instructor, she'd been through rough times, and as an elite hunter, it was hard to imagine she'd never dated.
As these thoughts swirled, I slowly unbuckled my belt, unzipped, and carefully pulled my pants down.
My last undergarment hit the floor.
"Eek...!"
A slightly thicker and longer dark shaft was revealed.
Already fully aroused, veins bulging deep red, it stood proudly erect.
The thick pillar was a bit above average, and the exposed glans flushed red from tension. Clear fluid already beaded at the tip, glistening.
Avoiding my eyes, she swallowed dryly, her throat bobbing slightly. Pretending nonchalance, she commanded in a low voice.
"Stay still, just like that. Kang Ihyeon."
"Yes."
"Haa..."
With a small sigh, she finally approached me, resolved.
And then...
Her cool hand softly enveloped my hot, hard shaft.
"Ngh...!"
The sudden contact stole my breath.
Her hand was smaller and slimmer than expected, but her grip was strong.
Awkwardly, she stroked from base to tip a couple times. As if confirming its size, heat, texture.
Soon, she settled into a steady rhythm, moving her hand smoothly up and down.
*Stroke, stroke-.*
The odd sensation of cool skin against hot flesh. Slick from pre-cum, but her touch was still clumsy.
"To think I'm doing this to my own student..."
Each time her palm rubbed the sensitive glans with the foreskin, electric pleasure shot up my spine.
Instructor Cheon Da-eun's pale, slender fingers gripped and pumped my dark red shaft. Clumsy motions, yet the sight alone was maddeningly arousing.
The real Instructor Cheon Da-eun was jerking me off...
It was pure ecstasy, thrilling.
*Rub, rub, rub.*
Every time her thumb grazed the sensitive underside, my body twitched with sharp pleasure. Pre-cum trickled down, making lewd sounds.
*Tzup— zzup— tzup—*
"If it was just to absorb mana, I could've simply channeled it directly... How did it come to this farce?"
"Th-that was to gain experience points... I heard mixing fluids helps mana flow better, so I thought maybe... I didn't think it'd actually work!"
"Hah? Fluids? You actually believed that baseless nonsense?"
"B-but it did work."
"What? That absurd myth was true? N-no way... Lies!"
Ugh. She's glaring.
Her blank expression turned into a fierce stare.
Her eyes demanded to know how many times I'd done it.
"Is experience coming in now too?"
"No, this only works if fluids mix..."
"Haa, you're truly hopeless."
Instructor Cheon Da-eun sighed.
She looked down at my glistening shaft in her hand with disgust.
Moments later, she slowly lowered her head, parting her lips to gather saliva.
Her tongue swirling in her mouth to produce slick drool—it was obscenely erotic.
*Drip—*
*Plop.*
Her saliva trickled onto my flushed glans. Warm and sticky.
Furrowing her brow slightly in resignation, she gripped my now saliva-soaked shaft firmly again.
Coated in her own spit, she began pumping faster, desperate to finish quickly.
"For me to do such a filthy act... touching your utterly impure thing."
*Tzup. Tswik. Tzup! Tzububup...!*
The friction sounds changed. Her saliva mixed with my pre-cum, squelching wetly.
The bolder, more obscene noises rang clearly in my ears. Her wrist snapped, grinding the glans fiercely in her palm. Strong-weak strokes from base to tip—impossible to endure.
"Just die. Why don't you drop dead."
Her entire hand gleamed slick with fluids.
Mixed with saliva, the lewd sounds intensified.
"Hngh...! Instructor...!"
"What... are you cumming? Is that it?"
My body shuddered involuntarily. Her hand sped up, gripped harder. Climax was rushing in.
"Ugh...! C-can't hold... gonna cum...!"
"N-no... don't..."
*Bleurp! Blyuurrrp!*
Hot, thick semen erupted violently. No stopping it—the white, viscous fluid gushed over her pale hand, oozing between fingers. The pulsing spurts didn't cease, whitening her hand thickly.
*Blyuurrp! Glurk— glurk—!*
I expected disgust at my semen.
"N-no. Your mana...!"
But her reaction differed.
Thinking precious mana would waste away mid-absorption? Seeing it spurt, she cupped my glans with both hands.
*Blyuuruk— blyuuruk—*
Despite her desperate effort, the final throbs emptied every drop into her palms.
Her white palms pooled with sticky white remnants. Excess overflowed between fingers, dripping down her hands.
"Ugh, so sticky and filthy... Do all men cum like this? More importantly, you! You needed mana, so why waste it all like this?!"
"S-sorry, it felt too good and I..."
"Lick it up."
"Pardon?"
"It's your mana anyway, so no issue, right? Letting it go to waste is blatant mana loss!"
"......"
I was speechless.
"...Here, you can have it, Instructor."
At my response, her lips twitched—
"Slurp..."
"Eh?"
She licked the semen clinging to her fingers like spiderwebs.