Chapter 102
Chapter 102
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 102
Chapter Title: Weekend
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"It's not mana exhaustion or anything, so why'd you forfeit?"
"Hm..."
How was I supposed to answer that?
From Baek A-young's perspective, it was only natural to be curious. Some guy with zero issues gets carted in on a stretcher.
And after forfeiting the finals, no less. I needed a solid excuse.
"Uh... well..."
But how the hell was I supposed to explain it?
'I had to let Nam Da-eun take first place, so I forfeited.' Yeah, right.
"Just... circumstances. Sorry."
That was the best excuse I could muster.
I couldn't spill my real situation, and glossing over it now might lead to suspicion later. Better to be upfront.
Baek A-young looked at me, then gave a slight smile.
"Got it. Tell me later."
"...Thanks, A-young."
"No big deal. Everyone's got their reasons."
Graciously, she let it slide without pressing.
"Ahem. So, finals are over... what now?"
Baek A-young subtly placed a hand on my body as she asked.
Sorry, but I had plans with Professor Im Sol today.
"Got an appointment. Gotta head out."
"Oh... okay."
She looked disappointed, but no helping it.
"See you at the orphanage this weekend. Saturday work?"
"Yeah. Text me."
I left the infirmary, leaving Baek A-young behind.
It sucked not getting first, but at least I'd shored up Nam Da-eun's mentality.
Favorability? I'd just have to grind it up.
I texted Im Sol that I was on my way and headed to the Mage Tower.
*
The Mage Tower housed the magic professors' labs.
Im Sol's influence was insane—she occupied the entire second floor.
To the point where guys from the first-floor classes waited around just for her to show.
"Those idiots are still at it."
Mana Research Club.
The same punks who'd smugly told me it'd be tough to meet her before.
Even after I got that kind of relationship with Professor Im Sol, they were still loitering with snacks.
That Kim Hyun-something wasn't around, probably swapped shifts to nap.
Anyway, their death stares every time I showed up were getting annoying.
"Hello. Here to see Professor Im Sol again?"
"Yeah."
Coming so often had made me familiar with the lobby receptionist.
"You're on the list. Head on up."
"Thanks for the hard work."
I took the elevator to the second floor, spotting her familiar lab.
"Professor~! It's me."
"Yeah, sit there."
Im Sol set down the magic tool she'd been tinkering with and sat on the sofa opposite me.
I plopped down familiarly and poured coffee into a cup.
Mix coffee from a fancy carafe.
"You collapsed in the finals and you're already up for this? Feeling okay?"
"Yeah, fine. Just minor mana depletion."
"Still a shame. You had it in the bag."
"Water under the bridge. Gonna forget it. Grading the written exams done?"
The mountain of test papers was gone.
"No way. But next week I've got time, so I'll do it then."
"Ah..."
Next week was the survival exam, the finale of midterms.
Secret, so only professors knew.
"I could help."
"Nah. Feels bad taking more from you."
What? Professor Im Sol was suddenly being sweet.
Was being nice to me trending lately?
She wasn't the type to work this hard before...
💖 Heroine Status 💖 ❤️ Favorability: 61 💋 Lust: 25 🍴 Appetite: 30 😴 Fatigue: 40 Current Status: How burdensome must it have been to forfeit... I need to take good care of him. "...?"
Favorability shot up by 10 all of a sudden.
Great for me, but... Ellis too, Im Sol too—what was going on?
Burdened enough to forfeit... Did Im Sol figure out I threw it on purpose?
Nom.
Im Sol sipped coffee while munching chocolate cake.
'Nah, probably not.'
The table was loaded with cream buns, chocolate horn bread, all sorts of pastries.
Mana Research Club kids bring them?
"By the way, those Mana Research Club kids I mentioned—still coming every day? Saw them outside."
"The snack-bringers? Yeah. I take theirs on days you don't show."
So that's why they glared holes through me.
She didn't come out when I was there.
"Why not when I'm here?"
"'Cause... when you're here, I don't need sugar refills."
"Ahem..."
Her saying it so boldly made me a bit embarrassed.
"Ho-yeon, you have my number, right?"
Im Sol asked out of nowhere.
"...? Yeah, of course."
"If anyone bothers you, tell me."
"???"
What the hell was this all of a sudden?
She gazed at me fondly, like how I looked after Moon Soo-rin.
Like she had to protect me... No clue what was up.
"Anyway... thanks."
"I'm serious. Keep it in mind."
"Got it!"
"Good. Pants off."
"Pardon?"
Im Sol was already kneeling in front of my crotch.
"Professor, no magic research today?"
"Nah. Called you 'cause you worked hard on the practical."
"Professor Im Sol...! Can I call you sis?"
"No."
Familiarly unzipping me and pulling out my dick, Im Sol sniffed it like always.
"Sniiff... haa..."
"Professor, that's seriously embarrassing..."
Her breath hitting my balls felt good, but too humiliating.
"Fine. I'll tone it down. Slurp..."
"Ngh."
From the moment she knelt, my dick was already hard like Pavlov's dog.
Her warm lips and tongue wrapping around felt amazing.
Slowly swallowing my dick deep into her mouth was insanely hot.
With Im Sol, I always received, so I never went as deep as with other heroines.
But today, it felt even deeper.
Her eyes watered a bit from the strain, but she kept caressing my dick without stopping.
"Slurp... schloop... smack."
Lots of matches today, tension release post-exam—ejaculation rushed in fast.
Her soft tongue licking the shaft and teasing the head—I couldn't hold it.
"Professor. Gonna cum...!"
"Mm-hmm. Glrk. Smack."
Hearing me say it, Im Sol bobbed her head faster, stimulating more.
I gripped the chair arms, trembling, and came in her mouth.
Usually she'd gulp it down, but today she kept sucking with cum pooled in her mouth.
"Schlop."
Im Sol pulled off, then dripped the semen from her mouth into a cream bun on the table.
"Thought of it before you came—bet this tastes better."
The sticky white cum-filled bun went into her mouth.
"Mmm, tasty plus tasty doesn't make it tastier. Too much."
Still, she ate the whole cum-smeared cream bun.
Watching made my dick harden again.
"...Want seconds?"
Im Sol smiled like a big sis indulging a whiny little brother.
"Yes... please."
She usually only did once, but offering more unprompted—guess she really called to reward my hard work?
Anyway, free blowjob? Man's instinct wins.
"Can't be he—huh?"
Right before burying her face in my crotch again, Im Sol glanced at the window.
"Something wrong?"
"Hallucinating...? Nah, been jumpy lately."
She tilted her head, then took my dick back in her mouth.
*
Im Sol really just gave the blowjob and sent me off.
Thought I'd help with research, but she just told me to rest up for next week.
She knows about the survival exam but can't say, so...?
I headed back to the dorm earlier than usual.
Ding-
Opening the door, Lilia's voice rang out.
"It's me~! You guys know the game?"
Earlier than usual, so stream still going.
"One sec~ Gotta hit the bathroom!"
Stripping for a shower, Lilia burst out of her room.
"You're back?! How'd the 1v1 finals go?"
"Lilia, I didn't get first."
"Ugh. All that tough talk."
Lilia was streaming in her usual sexy outfit.
I grabbed her heading to the bathroom, slipping a hand into her top.
"Eek! What the—?!"
Startled by my hand on her breast, she flailed at my arm.
"Didn't get first, feel like shit. Comfort me."
Post-Im Sol, always left wanting 2% more.
Blowjobs were great, but craved a woman's full warmth.
Lucky me—succubus at home. Fate.
"Ugh, after dinner?"
"No."
I teased more, pinching her nipple sulkily.
"F-Fine, lemme turn off the stream... Master..."
Yeah, stream off first.
I respect boundaries. Released her breasts from both hands.
"Guys, that's the stream for today. Not diarrhea. Don't say gross shit. Got business. Thanks for watching."
'Wonder if viewers know my "business" is her creampie donation.'
I lay on the bed, waiting for Lilia.
Stream off, she approached demurely and lay beside me.
Squelch squelch.
Lilia's pussy was already soaked.
"All ready already."
"J-Just seeing Master's face does this... sorry..."
No foreplay needed for us.
She read my eyes, spread her legs, and pulled her labia apart with both hands.
Her tight hole, waiting for master's dick, dripped love juices.
"Master... please sponsor Lilia's pussy with your dick."
"Ngh, going in."
She loved my dick sponsorships.
I obliged, pushing my glans into her pussy.
"Nyaaahh...! Hnng! Uuunggh!"
Lilia hugged my back tight, letting out lewd moans.