Chapter 129
Chapter 129
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 129
Chapter Title: Friendly Spar
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"Hah... Master. Ahhh...! Heuk..."
Puk. Puk.
I held Lilia tight in my arms and pistoned my hips like a madman.
Her body fixed to the bed by magic, Lilia gasped for breath and let out moans.
"Kkuu... Haak... Ahng... Ueut..."
Savoring the sensation of Lilia's pussy clenching around me from beneath, I couldn't hold back and came once more.
Still, it felt way better taking the lead and pounding into her than being forced like before.
"M-Master... Stop... I'm sorry..."
The aroused frenzy where she'd pounced on me had vanished about an hour ago.
"Sorry for what? You love it too."
The vivid grip of her pussy clinging and squeezing my cock told me everything.
Her mouth said one thing, but the way her legs wrapped around my waist suggested she could take more.
"Hauk... R-Really can't... Heup! Uum... Chup."
I sealed Lilia's strange cries with a kiss and kept slamming my cock into her.
The world outside the window was still shrouded in darkness.
"The night's still young, Lilia."
I grinned and pulled her immobilized body close.
"Hat... Mmph... Hnggg!"
Instead of answering, Lilia clamped down hard on my cock with her pussy.
*
I'd lost count of how many times I'd cum. Neither of us even had the energy left to moan.
"Heuk. Ah, ahk... Heup..."
Lilia twitched beneath me, repeating short gasps of admiration.
'How many hours has it been...?'
The aphrodisiac spell had long since worn off.
I couldn't recall the exact number, but we'd fucked enough for the magic to dissipate on its own, so it must've been ages.
"Ah, ah... Hnggg..."
After dumping my final load deep inside her, I checked the time.
8 a.m.
About eight straight hours of sex. No wonder the spell broke.
'Haa... By the time I wake up, the day's shot.'
I'd blown the festival's first day in vain. Kinda disappointing.
"Lilia. Lilia. Snap out of it."
I poked the cheek of Lilia, who had climaxed with my last release, tongue lolling out, eyes rolled back.
"Hee... Eh..."
"Hm..."
Her training still needed work. After a whole night of it, she still couldn't comprehend words.
I channeled a bit of mana into my finger.
Placing my hand on her belly, I stimulated her womb just like I had with Ellis.
"Ha, aah! Aaaaaaaah!"
Splurt splurt-!
Her body, sprawled limp like a starfish, shuddered violently from the waist down as she squirted fluids everywhere.
"Uh... Lilia?"
This seems dangerous.
Pok. Pok.
Good, she's responding. Probably not hurt.
Did I overdo the stimulation? But no way a succubus dies from too much pleasure.
"Heee......"
"You're alive! Thank goodness."
Too dazed for conversation, though.
What a frail little succubus.
★ HEROINE STATUS ★ 👤 Name: Lilia ❤️ Favorability: 90 (+0.5) 💋 Libido: 92 🍽️ Appetite: 45 😴 Fatigue: 35 Current Status: Hee... Gotta play... With Master... Festival... Sex... Love it... "..."
Ah, whatever. She'll recover.
Who told her to pounce first? If she'd just clung to me like usual, I'd have made it worth her while for the week.
"Aigoo... The room's a total wreck."
I left Lilia lying there and surveyed the surroundings.
What the hell happened over the week? Did she revert to her delinquent days without me?
Well, reminds me of my first time living alone.
'Clean.'
As I magicked away the trash, I noticed the computer screen still on.
A notepad was open on the monitor.
"What's this?"
Festival Plans Day 1. Eat chicken skewers and takoyaki together. Day 2. Watch the talent show together. Day 3. Try drinking together. ... ... ... "Hm..."
A list of things Lilia wanted to do during the week-long festival.
Imagining her writing this while I was gone made my chest ache a little.
"Can't play every day..."
No firm promises, but I owed the heroines a few days.
Still, I'd make an effort tonight.
By the time I wake up, it'll be night anyway.
Beep-
Then my smartwatch chimed.
From Soo-rin noona.
Contact on a Monday morning... What now?
-Soo-rin noona: You must be exhausted. I'll handle it somehow, so don't worry and rest.
"...?"
I checked the unread messages from yesterday.
-Soo-rin noona: Ho-yeon. Sorry to bother you right after returning, but calling about the festival opening tomorrow. Reply when you see this.
Ah... Now I remember.
The festival kicks off with a student council event to hype things up. And it was a 1-on-1 friendly spar with the vice president.
Current time: 8:48 a.m.
The opening was at 9.
"Ah... Fuck."
Think, Ho-yeon. Blinded by lust again.
I jumped up and checked the mirror.
Dark circles from a week's tension and fatigue, eyes bloodshot from forcing my body awake with the aphrodisiac spell.
"I look like a corpse."
No confidence.
"No self-confidence at all."
Time to prep for the spar.
No time for a shower. I used Clean to freshen up roughly.
Disheveled hair, dark circles, and bloodshot eyes remained, but I threw on my cadet uniform.
"Master...?"
As I tidied the room and dressed, Lilia came to, her eyes a bit glassy as she looked at me.
"Sleep. We'll grab chicken skewers tonight."
"Yes..."
She flopped back down.
Her steady breathing meant she'd passed out.
I wanted to crash next to her, but no time.
"Gotta sprint like hell."
I fired off a quick reply.
-Me: Noona, on my way.
Good, I knew the spot.
Victoria Academy auditorium.
I bolted there.
*
"President... Still no contact?"
"...Have the MC stall for time."
"Yes, got it."
Victoria Academy's festival.
The Heavenly Festival opening ceremony.
Usually hyped by student council events.
This year's: a friendly spar between rising star Lee Ho-yeon and vice president.
A predictable matchup—1st year vs. 3rd—but buzz built around Ho-yeon's surge and the Shin Young Guild heir vice president's clash.
But the star, Lee Ho-yeon, was MIA ten minutes before stage time.
"Tucks tail and runs when it matters."
Shin Dong-min sat with legs crossed.
No rehearsal without Ho-yeon. Event as good as canceled.
"Special exam was a week-long survival. Sparring the next day? Never made sense..."
The secretary cadet bowed her head over the ruined event.
"What good is saying that now? I didn't expect a survival exam either."
Vice president smiled, but Moon Soo-rin scoffed inwardly.
'Liar.'
Soo-rin realized the festival timing post-exam, but procedures were locked.
Vice president's influence.
Riding Shin Young Guild's rising power, he was gaining sway in the academy.
Still no match for Soo-rin... but reversing approved events? Even the president or chairman's granddaughter couldn't.
She'd considered begging Chairman Moon Jae-cheol, but his stubborn ass? No way.
"We need to salvage this now... President..."
"...Sorry. My stubbornness."
Soo-rin knew.
Should've canceled when no reply, prepped backup.
Unnecessary obstinacy.
Her fault for over-trusting Ho-yeon despite survival fatigue.
'Too reliant on Ho-yeon?'
Overwork messing with her head?
Beep-
Soo-rin's smartwatch chimed.
A smile bloomed as she read the message.
*
"Sorry. Really sorry. Way too late."
I covered a tens-of-minutes trek in five using acceleration.
But my appearance was wrecked.
"...Junior. We can still cancel."
"Don't worry. I got this."
Soo-rin fretted over me.
"You sure you're okay?! Can't spar like that!"
"I'm fine. I can do it."
Slight headache, but manageable.
"Um, we gotta start... You sure you're good?"
"Yeah, yeah. All good."
I ascended the stage amid council worries.
Opposite: vice president Shin Dong-min.
🎉 EVENT ANNOUNCEMENT 🎉 Victoria Academy's Festival! A week of dazzling fireworks! The Heavenly Festival opening event finally begins! The friendly spar between awaited cadet Lee Ho-yeon and cadet Shin Dong-min! Not a formal duel exam, just friendly spar, so the MC could chat with us directly inside the arena.
The auditorium packed with cadets.
Most 2nd and 3rd years; 1st years minus most survivors seated.
MC hyping intros.
Questions next, probably.
"I acknowledge you."
"?"
Waiting for MC, Shin Dong-min suddenly spoke, eyeing me.
"Lee Ho-yeon. For a 1st year, you're seriously strong. On par with me... or better."
"...?"
"But I'll show you the gap in experience and skill."
Shin Dong-min chuckled.
What the hell is this guy's deal?