Chapter 26
Chapter 26
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 26
Chapter Title: 25. Sword Saint Addicted to Cock Scent (2)
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"Philia, wake up."
The sound of In-hyeok calling my name jolts my eyes wide open, thanks to yesterday's trauma.
"Ahh..."
I try to respond, but with his cock stuffed in my mouth, I can't make a sound.
It's that guy's dick—something I should hate so much. So why... why does it feel like this?
Waking up in the morning with his cock in my mouth, and feeling this strange sense of stability... It's so weird...
"Haaah~~ yawn..."
Even with his cock in my mouth, a yawn comes out, so I open wider to let it escape.
-swoosh
The moment I yawn, In-hyeok smoothly pulls his cock from my mouth.
-schluuurp♥
My saliva stretches out like cheese, connecting from the cock I was just sucking to my lips in a thin strand.
"Ah..."
As his cock slips free, a sigh of regret escapes me without thinking.
Philia doesn't notice it herself, but In-hyeok hears and grins ear to ear.
Yesterday, that smiling face terrified me, but now... it doesn't scare me as much.
Why? He's the scary guy who threatened to torture Ruane to death...
"You held my cock in your mouth all night like a good girl?"
He told me to suck it or he'd kill me, and now he's saying this?
"You did great."
His hand strokes my face as he praises me—it should annoy me, make me want to puke.
But alongside that comes this sense of stability, happiness... What is this weird feeling I've had since earlier?
"We have to head to the academy, so want to wash up first?"
"Wanna wash together, Philia?"
No choice in that question.
If I don't agree, he'll give me that scary look and treat me like yesterday.
"Yeah... let's wash together..."
This is unavoidable—the price of that duel means I can't defy him.
"No, I'm really asking. If you don't want to, we don't have to."
"..."
What do I say? Is it a trap? Or genuine? I can't gauge it.
"I told you yesterday, but you're hesitating again?"
Ah... ah...!!! I messed up again.
"S-sorry... sorry..."
His scary glare softens instantly, and he bursts out laughing.
"Puhahaha!! Don't make that face, Philia. It's a joke— just a joke."
A joke? Is this another trap? Does he mean don't frown?
Philia quickly lifts the corners of her mouth into a smile and laughs along.
"Ha... haha..."
"I said it's a joke. No need to force a laugh, a smile, or agree with everything I say."
Really? He's serious? Suddenly? Why?
Gathering her courage, Philia decides to ask In-hyeok.
"Why...?"
In-hyeok smiles brightly as he answers.
"Because you tried so hard yesterday, Philia."
"Me...?"
"Don't I owe a reward to the Philia who was so obedient, never defied me once, and even slept with my cock in her mouth?"
"So I decided to loosen up a bit... because I trust you, Philia."
"You trust me?"
"Yeah, you worked so hard yesterday... I think you can keep yourself in line now."
In-hyeok speaks to Philia in a gentle, soft voice unlike yesterday, stroking her hair.
-pat pat
Tears start plopping from Philia's eyes, streaming down her cheeks.
Why... why are tears coming? Did I cry too much yesterday and mess up my tear ducts?
No way his kind words and a little head pat would move me to tears.
Yeah, this is just relief from yesterday's hell finally easing up a bit... That's all...
"Hic... hng... huuu..."
I don't know why, but as the weird tears flow, Philia worries if In-hyeok will say something about her bawling and blubbering. As if reading her mind, he speaks.
"Cry all you want."
At his words, the sobs she'd held back since yesterday explode out, her shoulders heaving wildly.
"Hwaaa... hewaaa... hng... hwaaaang..."
As she cries pitifully, In-hyeok pulls her into a tight hug.
He tormented me and now comforts me like this?
She complains inwardly, but being held by him swells those emotions so much.
I definitely hate this man hugging me. He tormented me, threatened me, raped me, beat me.
But... but why does his embrace feel so stable? Why does his scent make me happy?
Why... why...? Why...?
Full of questions, her emotions tangle as she weakly pounds his chest, whining through her tears.
"Heuuu... I hate you... hwaaa... hate you so much... hng... I really hate you... hic..."
Just as fear rises that he'll snap, get angry, threaten with Ruane again...
"Curse me all you want—say whatever."
With his permission, she unleashes it all.
"Why... why torment me...? Hic... why me and Ruane... huuuk...? Why? Why?"
She pours out endless complaints—why her, why touch Ruane, all of it.
Spilling every word lightens her heart a little.
"Hic... hng... u... huu..."
"Done crying, Philia?"
As her sobs subside, shame hits hard over clinging to him, throwing a childish tantrum.
To the man who tormented her and threatened to kill Ruane.
"Uuu... u..."
More irritating than the shame—being in his arms feels even bigger.
I must be crazy. No way I'd act like this otherwise...
Philia lost in all sorts of thoughts, cradled in In-hyeok's arms.
-rustle
In-hyeok loosens his hug, grabs her shoulders, and starts speaking.
"But Philia, ever think this is all because of you?"
"...?"
Because of me? What did I do...
"Remember the first day, walking into class—you ignored my greeting?"
"M-me?"
"Yeah, honestly, it all started with that one ignored greeting from you."
"J-just... that?"
Just one ignored greeting, and he makes someone this miserable?
"Just? Philia... among the A~S rank first-years, is there any commoner besides me?"
"No... there isn't..."
"Because you ignored me, the ducal heir, no one in class would befriend a commoner shunned by nobility."
Ah...
"But one student talked to me without mocking—guess who?"
Ruane... probably, no, definitely Ruane.
"Ru...ane?"
"Right. Unlike the other nobles who wouldn't even associate, Ruane treated me like a normal friend."
Ruane's too kind to care about commoner or noble.
Ah... no way...
"Someone tried to split me from my one and only friend, Ruane, just because of their mood or status or whatever."
"......"
"The same person who kept me from making any friends. Want a hint? She's quick to hurl insults even at strangers."
"......"
"Who could it be?"
"......"
"Who came to my room, lashed out violently for no reason, and threatened me?"
"......"
"Who picked a fight out of nowhere?"
"......"
"Did all the violence and threats... then plays the victim?"
"S-stop... I was wrong... I'm sorry..."
"Is that reason enough for what happened to you, Philia...?"
"....Yeah...."
So that's how it was... I just got back what I dished out.
In truth, what In-hyeok did was worse, but her shattered mind couldn't think that way.
It did all start with her, after all...
"Good, as long as you get it."
In-hyeok grins, releases her shoulders, and heads off to wash.
Ah... what?
As he pulls away, her hands tremble, anxiety surging sharply.
"I-In-hyeok...!"
In-hyeok turns back with a 'why?' expression.
"You said we should wash together earlier..."
-gulp
Swallowing, not because he ordered or forced—her own will speaks.
"Wanna wash together?"
Philia said to In-hyeok, her face flushing red.