Chapter 67
Chapter 67
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 67
Chapter Title: Liliana's Feelings!
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"Slurp... smack... slurp..."
Im Sol was savoring my cock.
She pursed her lips around the tip, her tongue tip relentlessly licking at the slit where precum was leaking out.
It wasn't a blowjob meant to get me off—it felt like she was just enjoying herself.
The weak stimulation kept teasing my shaft without building to release, just making more precum flow endlessly.
"Mmm... so tasty. Sweeter than chocolate cake. Slurp."
"Haa... Professor, this is torture. Can't you just let me cum already?"
Lick.
Im Sol nodded and took my cock all the way down to the base, bobbing her head back and forth.
The vulgar wet sounds from her mouth and the hot slickness coating my shaft gradually eroded my restraint, rapidly pushing me toward climax.
"Ah, ah... I'm gonna cum."
"Suck... mm. Hurry up and let it out. I wanna taste your cum too. Kiss... slurp."
Im Sol urged me on, jabbing her tongue at the tip of my glans.
I couldn't hold back against that sensation and came straight into her mouth.
Im Sol swallowed every spurt as it came, gulping it down her throat. Even mid-orgasm, she kept working her tongue, tasting it all.
The rubbing of her tongue against my glans prolonged the ejaculation.
"Professor Im Sol? Ungh, I just came, if you keep sucking like that... ah, nngh."
"It's too delicious. Slurp. This flavor could really help my research. Suck..."
"What the hell does that mean...! Stop, urgh..."
Im Sol drove my cock deep into her throat, trying to milk out more, her tongue lapping at the base and my balls.
I looked down, meeting her eyes. Seeing her greedily sucking me down her throat only aroused me further.
"...That good, huh?"
Smack. "Yeah. It makes me wanna dive into my research. Suck."
Thinking of this beauty smacking her lips in anticipation of my cum brought immense mental satisfaction.
The way her tongue curled around the tip, her lips, and now her fingers creeping up my thighs—every sensation was exquisite torment.
Im Sol moaned lewdly as she took me deep again. Her tongue never stopped teasing the glans, lapping up precum—it drove me insane with pleasure.
After several minutes of this torment, my cock erupted again into her mouth.
"Mmm. Jelly-like texture with a sweetness smoother than sugar. I might not even need chocolate anymore."
Smack.
Im Sol planted a kiss on my tip, then sipped her coffee and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief.
Her reaction was like she'd just had dessert. It felt weirdly flattering.
My dick had basically become a snack. Not that I was complaining.
"Call me again sometime."
Watching her smack her lips and sip coffee, I resolved to douse myself in pheromone perfume next time.
She probably wouldn't notice it as some kind of spell.
"Or should I extract more and store it like syrup? I could mix it into my coffee."
"That sounds kinda scary, Professor..."
How much does she want to juice me?
"Just kidding, of course~. No need to freak out."
Im Sol, in high spirits from her sweet treat, slapped my back playfully. But her face when she mentioned syrup hadn't looked like a joke at all.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "See ya~ Come help with research again soon!"
"Yeees... Got it."
I helped with a bit more of her research before leaving the lab.
"Haa... I'm beat."
Maybe from getting drained twice in a row? Exhaustion hit hard.
It felt less like receiving a blowjob and more like being milked dry—left me feeling oddly empty. Next time, I really need to use that perfume and go all out seducing her.
Or maybe not. With heroines to charm, I'm swamped already. Haa...
Headache.
Honestly, for the main quest, I should cut her loose. But every time I see her face, that thought vanishes.
That silver hair and those eyes are just too gorgeous...
Come to think of it, if I was gonna drop non-heroines, I should've ditched Liliana ages ago. I've been following my instincts this far—why pretend to be rational now?
Just do what I want.
I trust myself. If things get dire because of a girl, I'll stop on my own.
Lost in such thoughts, I took the elevator down and headed to the Magic Tower lobby.
Time to head back to the dorm.
As soon as I entered the lobby, eyes turned my way.
'Guess I've gotten a bit famous.'
I could definitely feel the increased notoriety compared to before. Curiosity, goodwill, and even hostility in those gazes.
Even from strangers, I sensed animosity—public opinion must still be rough.
Hoping it improves after midterms.
Step, step.
Then I spotted a burly guy approaching me.
His robe marked "Mana Research Club"—I remembered him.
The guy from the Mana Research Club who was waiting outside Im Sol's lab before.
"Long time no see, Junior Lee Ho-yeon."
"..."
"You haven't forgotten me, right? Kim Hyun-do, president of the Mana Research Club. You've been making waves lately..."
Why the hell is this guy showing up again? I'm swamped.
"You're not some freshman anymore, so you've heard of the Mana Research Club by now, yeah?"
"Ah, yeah. Mana Research Club."
"Right. The Mana Research Club is the largest club in Victoria Academy..."
"Sorry, not really keeping up. Too busy with student council stuff."
Kim Hyun-do's face stiffened, glaring daggers at me.
"...I see. Makes sense for a first-year not to know our fame yet."
"Oh, I've heard the name. Student council work exposes you to the shady side of academy clubs. Saw 'Mana Research Club' pop up a lot in investigations."
"...You sure run your mouth. Got a little fame and think you're hot shit? You're still just an orphan with no backing. Don't delude yourself because Professor Im Sol gives you a scrap of attention."
It's always about Professor Im Sol.
Why do all the capable women around me attract these losers? Perks of being desirable?
And why keep throwing "orphan" at me? Like anyone would think they earned their parents' love through skill. Fucking pricks.
"Sorry, but if you wanna pick a fight, take a number. There's a long line."
"You think this is a joke? Outright ignoring me."
"Not a joke... I'm really backed up."
And it's true.
Not just the student council VP I'm set to fight soon, but the guild master threatening Nam Da-eun, and later Elise's older sister for conquering Elise.
Plus, Pandemic's demons haven't even shown up properly yet.
Truth is, no time for some club president.
"And you think Professor Im Sol would spare you a glance without me? If so, she'd have noticed you back when you were lurking in the lobby with snack bags."
He clearly hadn't expected a freshman to call him out so bluntly—Kim Hyun-do looked flustered.
Honestly, I'm pissed now too. Already drowning in work, why are they all dying to take me down?
"You know Professor Im Sol doesn't even know your name yet, right? That's all you are. So stop venting on me and work on your skills."
You're just an extra.
My sincere sneer hit him like a nail in the coffin, and reflexively, he surged with mana.
But this was the Magic Tower.
"What, gonna throw a punch? In the Magic Tower?"
"Tch!"
He scanned the surroundings at my words.
Cadets and professors passing by were already watching.
As club president, he's no slouch in fame himself. Can't afford a scene in the middle of the academy.
His mana faded quickly.
"If you've got more to say, come to the student council after exams during festival. I'll spar with the VP first, then deal with you."
"..."
Kim Hyun-do's face soured further as he slunk away.
I meant it seriously, but he thought it was a joke?
What to do with that guy.
"Haa."
With a light sigh, I dodged the lingering stares and hurried back to the dorm.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Ding-a-ling—
I opened the dorm door to the familiar chime.
Liliana was uncharacteristically sitting at the living room table, scribbling something.
"Liliana, whatcha doing?"
"Oh, you're back? Just writing in my diary. Lately, hell's scenery feels less alien. Trying to remind myself of home."
"..."
Her face was serene, but something felt off to me.
"Ah, fuck. Annoying. What was the model of our home PC again? Gotta ask to delete the Dungeon Peck folder. If Mom sees it, I'm dead."
Nah, just my imagination?
"...Liliana. Do you wanna go back to hell?"
"Huh? Well... not sure about everything else, but yeah, I miss Mom. Feels like she's finally getting her shit together, but now she's not here to see me."
Maybe from all the orphan jabs lately, her words hit hard.
Why say something like that so casually? I wish she'd just cry or something...
Seeing the once haughty delinquent like this felt even stranger.
"Haa. Hold on."
I pulled out the contract hidden behind the drawer under my desk.
"Huh? What's that? Where'd you get another weird thing?"
"Read it."
[Hell Delinquent Summoning Contract] Contractor Lee Ho-yeon and Summon Liliana hereby enter the following agreement. Article 1. The contractor may issue minor commands to the summon, who must obey. However, deeper bonds grant stronger command authority. Article 2. 1. As hell's asset, if the summon suffers life-threatening harm or equivalent impairment affecting productivity, the contractor compensates. 2. Failure to comply results in hell's death judges collecting payment. Article 3. The contractor bears all responsibility for property damage caused by the summon to any group or individual. Article 4. 1. Ownership of the summon belongs to hell. In exchange for use, the contractor pays hell one Hellstone monthly. Substitutions allowed with local specialties if Hellstones are unavailable. 2. As Hellstones are hard to obtain on Earth, pay one top-grade Mana Stone monthly. Article 5. For the contractor's protection, the summon may only use power weaker than the contractor's. Article 6. This contract lasts 10 years from signing. Automatic 1-year renewal unless terminated. Two copies made: one each for contractor and summon. This was the Hell Delinquent Summoning Contract I'd stashed away.
Now that we'd bonded enough, it was time to show her.
I knew she wouldn't harm others or off herself alone anymore.
Article 6 was the key.
"[This contract lasts 10 years from signing. Automatic 1-year renewal unless terminated.]... So, after 10 years, I can go back to hell?"
"Yeah. Sorry for hiding it this long."
"You bastard... I thought I'd never see Mom again. Fuck... sniff."
Liliana's eyes reddened slightly.
Damn, that hurts.
Seeing such a spirited girl like this tugs harder at the heart.
Feels guilty too. But she should consider my side.
"Sorry. Back then, I couldn't fully trust you."
"Haa, fine. But what's this? Article 7: If the summon repents past actions and the contractor agrees, provide means to contact original world."
"No such thing."
What bullshit. Nothing like that on the contract.
"It's right here. See?"
"Huh?"
I snatched it back from Liliana and checked.
"Dude, it's not there. You're pranking me."
"What do you mean not there, you fucker! Bottom! Huh? Where'd it go?"
Liliana swiped it back.
"Wait? It shows up when I touch it?"
"What?"
I stood beside her and looked.
[Article 7: If the summon repents past actions and the contractor agrees, provide means to contact original world] "What the hell. What's this?"
"See? Fuck you! Why deny it!"
"No, contracts shouldn't work like that. Can't just show to you only."
"That's normal in hell?"
Fuck, hell itself. A world where unfair contracts are standard?!
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Thank you for using the Hell Delinquent Summoning Contract. Bond with Succubus 'Liliana' has increased, stabilizing the contract. Accordingly, if the contractor consents, provide means to contact Liliana's 'mother'. Do you consent? Suddenly, text appeared before my eyes.
Similar messages popped up when we first contracted—fancy paper, lots of built-in features.
Liliana was staring into space too.
Her eyes trembled; probably seeing something similar.
"H-ha, let me do it. I gotta contact Mom! Ah, no. Master. I'll service you properly tonight. Please..."
Liliana pressed her chest against me, begging.
"...Girl. Do I look like trash to you?"
How badly does she want to talk to her mom to act like that? Tsk.
Thinking my consent mentally, a sheet of stationery fluttered down from thin air.
I instinctively knew it was the link to Liliana's mother.
"Here. Write on it. It's small, so keep it brief, but you can ask about recent stuff."
"Th-thanks..."
"No biggie. I didn't do much."
She reformed, so she got the chance. I barely lifted a finger.
Liliana started filling the paper right there.
I was tempted to peek, but held back.
No matter what, spying on that would be scummy.
The paper was tiny; a few lines filled it up.
Soon, it dissolved into mana and floated away—probably straight to hell.
"...Liliana. What'd you write?"
I didn't peek out of decency, but curiosity killed me. Asking's fine, right?
If she doesn't wanna say, I won't push or order her.
"What, gonna use family drama for what? Wrote that I'm barely surviving a horny bastard who contracted me. Why?"
"..."
"What're you staring at? Want more? Wrote you blackmail and fuck other girls all the time too."
Liliana, thrilled to contact her mom after so long, was beaming with energy.
"...Strip."
"Why! Why?!"
She looked horrified at my command, but her body obeyed, slowly shedding clothes.
"You said you'd service me earlier. Gotta keep promises."
"No, guys don't get pissy over jokes...! It's not like that... slurp..."
I silenced her protests with a kiss.
Still bummed from not sealing the deal with Im Sol, but hey—got a pretty succubus at home for anytime use.
"Time for retraining. Hate it? Feels good, right?"
"Pwah, Master. Wait. At least go slow... kyaa!"
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Mom, you doing okay?
Don't freak out. I'm in the human world right now. Hell's welfare team or whatever forced me into a job somewhere. Was pissed and confused at first. But once I settled in, it's actually great.
Wonder why I wasted away in hell's corner all this time.
Oh right! Found a prime husband candidate here. I'll introduce you later.
Who? A '20-year-old human guy'—handsome, big dick, great in bed, and insatiable. Bet you don't believe it? I can hardly believe I'm with a catch like this.
I wanna stake my life on him. No matter what, I won't let go.
Somehow... I'll seduce him and drag him to hell within 30 years.
Love you, Mom. See you then.
From the human world,
Liliana.