Ask Me for It
—Shudder!! Whap!!!!
"..."
"..."
"You look startled. I didn't know first meetings could go this way."
The woman standing before him, drenched in semen, spoke.
"A... ah... um..."
"Don't worry about it. I came running over all out of breath after hearing nothing but moaning sounds, so it's partly my fault too."
"...I'm sorry..."
It had all happened in an instant. And of all times, right when he was about to jack off. What kind of luck was that.
"Student Yu Ryun is here too. Hello."
"Haaah..."
Yu Ryun was still trembling from the lingering pleasure. Because of that, she didn't seem to be paying much attention to the voice calling her.
"Um... do you perhaps know who you are..."
"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. Nice to meet you. I'm Il Lena Karthesia, same homeroom as you."
Huh? The Il Lena from the Vatican that he'd vaguely heard about during the orientation?
"People call me the Saint sometimes."
......Shit. I just came on the Saint on our first meeting. What the hell is wrong with me.
"I couldn't come yesterday because of some business. I was going to greet everyone in our homeroom, but you all left in a hurry, so I followed."
"I'm so sorry!"
"Tsk, it's fine. Let's get along well. Same homeroom and all."
"...Huh? Uh huh..."
"See you later. I think the remaining class today was... combat training, right?"
—Click.
And just like that, she left.
What do I even say to that. Watching her walk away without so much as a flinch after seeing... that. It was such a foreign sensation.
"Hwahyeon, why the long face? Someone come and go?"
"Uh, no... that... The Saint came and left."
"Didn't bother to put on pants before running off to check out other women?"
"That's not what happened..."
"Was she pretty?"
"..."
She was pretty, yeah.
Right. Because I was the one who ejaculated all over her and she just walked off without wiping it off.
"Think it'll be okay?"
"What will be?"
Yu Ryun didn't seem to be thinking about any of it.
**********
"Where did you run off to. Ugh, that smell..."
"Hehehe..."
"During class hours, please exercise some restraint. Isn't it distracting to Master?"
"But, it felt too good to help it."
When we arrived at the training grounds for the next lesson, Cheonghwa started scolding Yu Ryun. I had nothing to say either, so I stood beside her and took the scolding alongside her.
—Mutter mutter.
—Yesterday's...
—Fire...
—At that level, she's completely defiled...
—The guy even...
The other students nearby were whispering while glancing at Yu Ryun.
"Yu Ryun, you should at least put something on."
"Hehe, our Master looks so pitiful."
—Master...?!
—Mutter mutter! Look at his dick, jeez!
The very act of trying to protect her was making Yu Ryun's reputation even worse. The sensation was overwhelming.
......I'm so sorry I couldn't protect you!
"Now then, attention. Focus, all of you."
The instructor's weak voice came from the front. Her name was Wi Seoyeon, I think.
She was wearing cargo pants and a tank top, her muscular frame rippling. Her hollow eyes were striking.
"Today's task is simple."
—Snap!
"Step forward one at a time. I'll teach you what a hunter is."
She was pointing her sword at us. One by one.
—...
The people who had been whispering about Yu Ryun went dead silent in an instant.
"Anyone can come forward. If no one does, I'll pick someone."
—...
"Master, can I go out?"
"Hm? Should Seolhye go?"
"She looks like a swordswoman, so I can't let her go, can I."
"You okay with that?"
"It's better than having Master get picked. Besides, I've been wanting to fight at full power."
Thinking about it, Seolhye had never once used her spiritual energy to its full capacity during our joint drills. Even when she'd been swinging a real sword to rescue Yu Ryun, it had only looked like she was lazily sweeping away an inconvenience.
"Do your best."
And so Seolhye stepped forward.
"Oh? At least one brave soul. What's your name?"
She didn't even know the name of her own homeroom student? Well, given how unenthusiastic she looked, maybe it was understandable.
"I'm Baek Seolhye. Nice to meet you."
"Speaking informally on a first meeting? You ate your manners with your rice, didn't you."
'Sorry, Instructor. Our kid is always like that.'
I apologized internally to the instructor. Seolhye, who never showed her formal speech in front of others, looked very familiar.
—Swish.
Swords pointed at each other. If either one entered the interval, combat would begin immediately.
"Come at me."
With those words,
—Shiiiiick!!
Seolhye charged.
—Crash!!
The two clashed. Sword tips collided and sparks erupted.
"All you do is swing heavy. You put way too much force into it."
—Clang clang!
"Instructor, you're stronger than I expected."
"Use formal speech! You're a student, what kind of language is that!"
The two exchanged blade and verbal parries simultaneously.
"Nnghh... haah... you're not bad."
"I mean it. Come at me for real. I still don't like that sword."
"Is that so? Then come here and try it!"
Metal energy surges through Seolhye's body
White light begins to shimmer around her
Seolhye's presence had changed. A faint heat haze rose from her body, shimmering white.
"Already that power... Master, please watch closely. This is the true strength of a Divine Beast."
"......I don't know what that means. But Seolhye's scent is wafting over gently."
A strange sensation. The wave of spiritual energy emanating from Seolhye spread slowly toward our side, carrying Seolhye's body scent with it.
"Each Divine Beast progresses through seven stages of growth. Each hall represents these stages with the names of constellations."
—BANG! Clang!!!
Seolhye deflected the attack with her sword's edge. The fallen sword scraped across the ground.
"Including myself, the four of us are currently at the 4th Mansion stage. According to the association's regulations, that would be roughly B-rank hunter level."
"So there's a chance, then? The opponent is A-rank."
"If we're lucky, maybe. But the gap between stages grows wider the higher the level."
"..."
In other words, even though it looked like she was momentarily overwhelming the instructor, the probability of losing shortly after was very high.
—Thwack! Away!!
"Kyaaa!"
Exactly right. Wi Seoyeon redirected Seolhye's attack with her sword, and the moment she realized counterattacking was impossible, she dropped the sword and clenched her fist.
"......Enough!! I lost! I lost, Instructor!"
"Use formal speech."
"I lost! Instructor!"
And then, with a "Tch, how boring," she unwound her stance.
"Look. This is how vast the gap in real combat experience can be. Without a sword, you use your fists. Without fists, you use your feet. You have to subdue the enemy by any means. The battlefield has no etiquette."
—Pat pat!
"Next."
She brushed off her hands as if nothing had happened and called the next person.
"..."
No one stepped forward.
"I'll just have to pick someone then. Hmm... Hwanhyeon! Forward."
"What."
And just like that, I was dragged forward.
"Uwaaah!!"
—Thwack!
What, with my stats I'm barely E-rank. I couldn't block a single attack, and I took a hit straight to the head.
—Thud!
"Uuugh..."
Collapsed.
And I passed out right there.
"Next."
**********
"Mmm... ugh..."
An unfamiliar ceiling. Or maybe by now it's become familiar.
When I'd first met Yu Ryun and Cheonghwa, the scenery had been familiar too.
Back then, when I'd turned to look beside me—
"Hello?"
"Uwaaah!"
It wasn't Yu Ryun, but some other presence in a rather alluring outfit was there.
"S... Saint...?"
"This is only the second time we've met today."
"No, that... um... look, I'm really sorry about what happened earlier."
"Is there anything to apologize for in the act of creating life?"
"It's not about that. I splashed something unclean on the Saint..."
"Unclean? Semen is the very source of life. I think there's nothing more sacred than that."
"Huh?"
What kind of Saint is this?
"Isn't that right?"
"Even so... basic hygiene is something you should at least..."
"Ah, don't worry. When I rubbed my face with the holy water Master gave me, I felt my body and mind become purified."
"Huh?"
What kind of turned-around human being is this.
"That... it must have smelled strange, though. Like night-blooming flowers..."
"Oh, that's why? When I said the thing splashed on my clothes was Master's holy water, the other students in Homeroom 1 gave me strange looks."
What kind of insane person is this?
"So you don't need to apologize to me! If anything, I should be thanking you."
"No, Saint? Then... did you go around telling other people 'Hwanhyeon from Class 1 ejaculated on me'?"
"Yes. That's correct."
Oh no.
How do I fix this.
"Why did you say it?"
"Because it's the truth."
"Then why did you tell the truth?"
"Because they asked."
There was no reasoning with this woman.
—Thud.
"Saint, I'm sorry! I did something awful on our first meeting! What can I do to be forgiven...!"
"Eh, eh? Why are you—"
"Even if you act casual, you're actually trying to kill me, aren't you?!"
"Huh? What are you—"
"I've committed a sin worthy of death! If you tell me to crawl, I'll crawl! If you tell me to lick your foot, I'll lick it!"
"Y-yes...?"
"So please, forgive me...!"
"I..."
A frozen sound like 'I don't mind' came from in front of me, but her true intention was clearly to milk me for all I was worth.
The Saint was the most popular person in the academy right now. If rumors spread that I'd done that to her, it wouldn't end there. She was a Saint backed by the Vatican. If I wasn't careful, it could become a diplomatic issue, and I might receive a show-cause punishment.
So right now, I had to grovel and beg for forgiveness no matter what.
"I... can I do anything you ask?"
"...Yes. If that's what it takes to clear the Saint's heart, I'll accept anything..."
"Then..."
A strange smile tugged at the corner of her lips. Ah... I wonder what she's going to ask for...
"Then, do it again like before."
"...Huh?"
Did she not hear me?
"Please give me Master's holy water."
"Huh? What do you mean..."
"Sigh... how embarrassing. Ask me for cum."
Huh.
Was she saying she actually liked being splashed with semen?