The Academy Is Rated 19+
Sera: "Hello?"
Secretary:"Yes, Miss. This is the secretary's office."
Sera: "Why are you picking up? Put my father on, now."
Secretary:"I apologize. He is currently in a meeting..."
Sera: "What? Is what I say not good enough for you? Connect me right now!"
Secretary:"...Please hold."
A few mechanical beeps later, a deep, heavy voice came through the line.
Kang Muhyuk:"...Yes, Sera."
Sera: "Dad! How do you even train your secretaries? I call and they make me wait!"
Kang Sera snapped petulantly at her father's voice through the receiver, but Kang Muhyuk's response was indifferent.
Kang Muhyuk:"It was an important matter. More importantly, how is your body holding up?"
Sera: "Holding up? Like hell! That bastard—Hwan Ihyun, whatever his name is—came by earlier!"
Unable to contain her fury, Sera clawed at the bed sheets as she shouted. Then a faint spark of interest kindled in Kang Muhyuk's voice. He seemed to have concluded that Hwan Ihyun had come to smooth things over with his daughter after hearing his proposal.
Kang Muhyuk:"Hoh... is that so? So he already moved after hearing my proposal?"
Sera: "Hmph! He showed up pretending to apologize and just strutted around like a peacock. It was quite the spectacle, I'll tell you."
Sera snorted and began retelling what had happened, embellishing it exactly to her own taste.
Sera: "He just stood there stiff-necked, not even grasping the situation, so I sorted out the pecking order for him. How dare some stray mutt from who-knows-where try to meet the eyes of Prometheus's daughter?"
Kang Muhyuk:"......Pecking order?"
Sera: "That's right! And that bastard didn't come alone, either—he dragged along some vulgar woman. His 'guardian,' or whatever... One look and you could tell she sells her body for a living."
She chattered on excitedly, utterly certain her father would praise her confident bearing and charisma.
Sera: "So I educated them a little. Gave the bitch a reality check—told her if she needs money that badly, she should go sell her body. And when she kept glaring at me..."
She added, with pride:
Sera: "I slapped her across the face. And guess what? They scurried off without so much as a peep. Serves them right."
Kang Muhyuk:"......"
Silence flowed through the receiver. A heavy, glacial stillness in which not even breathing could be heard.
Sera: "Dad? Are you listening? Those bastards had better never show their faces in front of me again—"
Kang Muhyuk:"...Sera."
Kang Muhyuk's low voice was as calm as ever. But the killing intent suppressed within that calmness came crackling down the line.
Kang Muhyuk:"What... did you just say?"
Sera: "Huh? I—I mean, I slapped that woman's cheek, so..."
Kang Muhyuk:"Foolish child."
A single quiet remark. Yet its weight was heavier than any bellow. Sera instinctively shrank into herself.
Sera: "D-Dad...? What's wrong with you..."
Kang Muhyuk:"I warned you clearly, did I not? Never touch Hwan Ihyun or anyone around him. Winning him over is barely enough—and you slapped her?"
Sera: "S-so what? She's just some lowly bitch! With our guild's power, burying one woman like that would be nothing!"
Sera fought back, refusing to yield. By her common sense, she simply could not comprehend why her father would side with a penniless orphan and turn this cold on his own daughter.
Kang Muhyuk:"Is the world really that simple a place in your eyes?"
Contempt beyond mere disappointment saturated Kang Muhyuk's voice.
Kang Muhyuk:"Hwan Ihyun... that boy is no ordinary cadet. He is the key that could carry... no, the future of our entire guild."
Sera: "Wh-what is that supposed to..."
Kang Muhyuk:"The sheer scale of his potential—you couldn't begin to imagine it with that narrow little mind of yours. Do you have any idea how much time I have invested to draw that boy to our side? And you blew it all up over a moment's petulance?"
Kang Muhyuk did not raise his voice. But the fury pressed down into every measured syllable was sharper than a dagger at the throat.
He knew. He knew the extraordinary aura that hung around Hwan Ihyun, and how enormous the boy's value truly was. He had been fully prepared to use even his own daughter as a tool, if that was what it took to secure him.
And that tool had run wild on its own and flipped the entire board.
Kang Muhyuk:"That woman you touched... If Hwan Ihyun brought her there himself, she is no ordinary person. You may well have struck the boy's reverse scale!"
Sera: "B-but... I'm your daughter..."
Kang Muhyuk:"Daughter? Yes. You are my daughter."
A dry laugh drifted through the receiver—
Kang Muhyuk:"But what I need is a capable successor. Not a fool of a daughter who goes around causing incidents."
—and then the cold verdict fell.
Kang Muhyuk:"I am withdrawing every last member of security personnel stationed at the Academy. You will pack your things and return to the dormitory immediately."
Sera: "D-Dad! What are you saying?! I haven't even fully recovered yet!"
Kang Muhyuk:"Silence. If this incident turns Hwan Ihyun into an enemy of our guild..."
He paused, then added in a voice so businesslike it raised the hairs on her neck:
—Click.
The call ended.
Sera stared blankly at the dead phone. Her hands were shaking. He might as well have screamed at her—that would have hurt less. But there had been no emotion left in her father's voice whatsoever. Only calculation and profit, cold and clinical.
I'll throw you away had been no empty threat.
"What the... what the hell... is that bastard..."
She couldn't understand it. That the great Kang Muhyuk would discard his own daughter over a single first-year student of common birth.
"AAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!"
Sera shrieked and swept everything off the nightstand in one motion. Rage, terror, and some nameless anxiety gnawed at her from the inside.
"Fucking hell... what the fuck is wrong with that bastard...!"
"Hmm... How exactly do I wreck Kang Sera so thoroughly that word of it spreads as legend..."
I slouched casually into a seat the moment I got back to the waiting room.
And beneath that seat...
"Kgh... ghak...!!"
"Hkk... Hey, you okay down there?"
"Mmmph...! Mwah... shllrp... slrrp...!"
...was Jinyul.
Jinyul, utterly disregarding my concerns, gazed up at me with eyes brimming with tears as she bobbed her head even harder. With her mouth stuffed full of my cock, an answer was out of the question, but the look in her eyes said, clear as day, 'I'm so happy because it's Master's.' The way her tongue stroked along the shaft and her throat swallowed the glans down to the root already looked quite practiced.
"Whew... your technique's really improved."
"Mmmwah... hehe... ❤️"
Basking in Jinyul's enthusiastic fellatio, I turned my gaze toward the arena where another match was underway.
"Cheonghwa, which arena are Yuryeon and Seolhwi fighting in?"
"Arena 1, Master. The two of them drawing each other as opponents—now that should be thoroughly entertaining."
Match 16! First-year cadet Ju Yuryeon versus first-year cadet Baek Seolhwi!
—WHAAAAAAAAGH!!!!
"Fuuuck, this is a cadet uniform!"
"I'm sorry... and thank you...!!"
The stands went berserk. Honestly, it was only natural—the delinquent's tattooed, tanned body barely squeezed into a uniform that covered next to nothing, panties just barely hidden behind a sliver of fabric, nipples visibly poking up through her shirt, everything on shameless display.
"Tsk tsk... horny little beasts. I wore it because it was hot, pure and simple. Go eat shit!"
Yuryeon treated the stands to a crisp middle finger, then wreathed her fist in scarlet flame.
At that provocative display, the male students only roared louder.
"Come at me, Baek Seolhwi! Today's the day I finally snap that stuck-up nose of yours!"
"Big words. A barking dog never bites."
Seolhwi replied coldly, half-drawing her blade from its sheath.
"Ready—begin!"
Before the referee's call had even finished, scarlet flames exploded from Yuryeon's body.
Fourth Star of the South: Seongsu — Star Mansion
"Burn to ash!!"
She kicked off the ground, and in her wake rose a heat that could have melted the asphalt itself. A charge utterly devoid of defense—pure concentrated killing intent whose only purpose was to incinerate her opponent alive.
—CLAAAANG!!
Seolhwi calmly raised her sword and caught Yuryeon's fist. The sound that rang out was unbelievable for flesh meeting steel.
Fourth Star of the West: Myosu — Pleiades
The blade, steeped in the White Tiger's aura, flashed with a cold silver radiance. Flame and sword energy collided, and a massive shockwave erupted across the center of the arena.
"Hahahaha! That all you've got, Baek Seolhwi?!"
Yuryeon laughed like a madwoman, swinging her fists. Seolhwi's blade grazed Yuryeon's forearm and carved away a strip of flesh—but with a sizzling hiss, smoke rose from the wound and fresh skin regrew in the blink of an eye.
The Vermilion Bird's signature super-regeneration. A reckless style that feared no injury to her own body—that was Yuryeon's greatest strength.
"Simple."
Seolhwi gave a terse assessment and swung her sword. Nothing flashy—just an economical, restrained slash. She parried Yuryeon's ferocious onslaught with the barest minimum of movement, biding her time for an opening.
—BOOM! KRAKOOOM!
Fire burst, sword energy scattered. On the surface it looked dead even—or no, Yuryeon pressing in like a madwoman looked dominant. The crowd, too, was spellbound by her dazzling fire show.
But my eyes saw the truth.
'Seolhwi's leading her.'
Seolhwi was patiently metering the distance, tossing out bait so that an increasingly excited Yuryeon would drive herself in deeper.
And then the moment came.
"There! An opening!"
The instant Seolhwi feigned a lost balance and staggered, Yuryeon's eyes blazed.
"NOW!!"
Certain she had seized victory, Yuryeon condensed every flame in her body into her right fist and thrust it out. A single all-or-nothing strike, defense abandoned entirely.
But that was precisely the picture Seolhwi had been waiting for.
—SNAP.
Seolhwi's eyes went cold and still. Her blade seemed to slip past the arc of Yuryeon's fist—and then cut through empty air at a speed too fast for the eye to follow.
Seolhwi Sword Intent: Yeolgong
A slash so keen it could have cleaved space itself swept past Yuryeon's body.
"Huh...?"
Yuryeon's fist froze dead a hair's breadth from Seolhwi's nose. There was no impact, no contact—only a chill that wrapped around her whole body like a shroud.
—Sssssrip.
"KYAAAAAAAAAK?!!"
Yuryeon screamed. No blood spattered. But the shirt and underwear she was wearing disintegrated into ribbons under Seolhwi's sword energy and drifted down to the floor.
Utterly, completely naked. Bronze skin and a firm, toned figure bared in full.
Speaking of which—her boobs got way bigger, huh? She's been guzzling Harin's milk every single day; maybe it actually worked.
"The winner—cadet Baek Seolhwi!"
The referee hastily declared the victory.
"WHOOOOOAAA!!!"
"UNBELIEVABLE! Bless you, Baek Seolhwi!!!"
"Get your hands away! Let us have a look too!!"
The stands were pure pandemonium. Yuryeon hastily clapped her hands over her chest and crotch and collapsed to her knees, while Seolhwi coolly sheathed her sword and gazed down at her.
"Heh heh... Go put some clothes on. Even for you, full nudity is going a bit far, no?"
"Y-you...! Baek Seolhwiiiiii!!"
Yuryeon's face burned crimson with humiliation, while Seolhwi turned away without a shred of guilt.
"Ngh... take THIS!"
—SPUUURT!!! Spuuurt!!
"Gulp... pwha...! Master, though—doesn't Yuryeon seem more covered up than usual today? Normally her panties ride up right into her pussy, and her nipples are practically all the way out, you know."
"..."
She had a point. If all you thought about was 'she's naked,' then Yuryeon's meltdown made perfect sense—but judged objectively, the parts that needed hiding were better hidden right now than they usually were.
"...No idea. If she's embarrassed about it, that's her problem."
I couldn't exactly come to Yuryeon's defense.
I'm sorry I couldn't protect you...!
That evening.
"The Academy's YouTube channel got demonetized."
Everyone nodded in solemn agreement at Yeryung's words.