Chapter 6
Chapter 6
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 6
Chapter Title: 5. I've Arrived at the Academy
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2 years.
A time that felt long if long, short if short. I endured, waiting for the day I'd head to the academy.
"Huu♡ Huuaang..♡"
"Was it too much just because it's the last time?"
Tomorrow we'd be separated, unable to see each other. Thinking that, I'd gone wild today, and Heria had fainted for the first time in ages.
"It's a shame to render Mom's pussy unusable..."
But once I got to the academy, there would be even more women.
-Suddenly
"Ah, doing it again.."
-Squelch♥ Squelch♥
My dick hardened once more, and I thrust deep into Mom, filling our final night with familial love.
"Take care of yourself at the academy too..."
"Who does our son think he is? No need to worry!"
Watching my worried mom and my dad telling her not to fret, I felt inexplicably sorry for them.
"Yes, don't worry. I'll be careful."
After exchanging various words, I boarded the carriage bound for the academy.
Was it because I hadn't let Mom get her nighttime fix while I was around? As the carriage pulled away, I spotted Dad giving her subtle pokes like a signal, and Mom looking distinctly uncomfortable.
Dad, I'm sorry...
It felt like their relationship had soured because of me. I felt genuinely apologetic.
Now, Mom wouldn't be satisfied with anyone but me...
The more I dwelled on it, the more pathetic Dad seemed. Don't think about it.
Turning from my receding parents, I scanned the carriage. There were others heading to the academy like me.
Including myself, two boys and three girls—everyone minded their own business, no conversations at all.
"It takes half a day just to get there."
In-hyeok sighed inwardly, regretting how novels always skipped these parts.
About two hours in, one of the girls sharing the carriage spoke up.
"Um, hi?"
"Hi. Got something to say?"
"We're both heading to the same academy—let's get along. Fellow commoners, right?"
"Sure, works for me. Name?"
"Jeong Ga-eun. Call me Ga-eun. You?"
"Song In-hyeok. In-hyeok's fine."
Ga-eun giggled and plopped down beside him, her cheeks tinged pink.
'Looks do matter.'
In-hyeok's appearance was protagonist-level handsome from the novel. Dressed like nobility, he'd pass for a young lord.
Ga-eun was quite the catch—someone from his past life couldn't even dream of her. But with his own looks now, plus sky-high standards from Heria and A-yeon, she sparked zero interest.
'Never even mentioned in the novel, so probably no talent.'
Completely off the taming list, In-hyeok's interest evaporated. Even with Ga-eun right there, he decided to nap until they arrived.
Ga-eun gently woke the soundly sleeping In-hyeok.
"Um... In-hyeok, we've reached the academy."
"Quaa... Uh, oh, s'up. Thanks."
In-hyeok hopped out of the carriage, tossed a "see you later," and bolted for the academy.
Ga-eun wore a wistful expression, but In-hyeok ignored it and dashed off.
"Sorry, but my interests lie elsewhere."
Philia Venezia, the novel's pinnacle of beauty—the Sword Saint.
"Wonder what she looks like."
Brimming with anticipation, he took a seat at the very back of the entrance ceremony hall.
He waited for the ceremony to begin.
"Eh, In-hyeok? Said we'd meet later, and here we are."
'Right, she's an academy student too. Bound to meet here.'
"Yeah, shouldn't have bothered saying hi. Kinda awkward now, haha..."
"Hehe... So, In-hyeok, what rank are you?"
"D-rank m..."
Even as the ceremony kicked off, she kept chattering. He gave vague smiles and replies, but it was deafening.
'God, she's so damn annoying.'
Ga-eun's nonstop yapping stirred murder in his heart. In-hyeok marveled that he could feel this way about a girl.
Enduring this torment from Ga-eun, the moment arrived for the top entrant to read the pledge.
'Kit—ta!!!'
The top entrant was guaranteed to be the Sword Saint. His heart raced at the thought of finally seeing her face.
-S-rank top entrant, Philia Venezia!
Thunderous applause and cheers erupted as Philia Venezia ascended the podium.
"Huk, shit."
In-hyeok cursed without thinking.
It wasn't just "pretty."
A beauty that left him speechless in awe. Embodying the novel's hype perfectly, her flawless looks and figure stood atop the stage.
-Pledge
"Holy crap, even her voice is insane!"
As Philia recited, In-hyeok gawked in a daze, muttering admirations nonstop. Ga-eun, meanwhile, shot irritated glares at her.
-That concludes it.
As Philia finished and exited amid applause and cheers, In-hyeok pondered.
'At that level, dying in her stead wouldn't be so bad?'
Not a terrible ending after all. After getting his dorm assignment, back in his room, the thought of adding Philia to his taming targets made his chest swell with excitement.
"Is Venezia that pretty?"
Ga-eun asked with a peeved expression. In-hyeok answered on reflex.
"Insanely pretty. Like, not of this world. Can't put it into words."
After his fervent reply, Ga-eun huffed in mock offense. In-hyeok thought:
Crazy bitch—answer her and she still bitches.
Ignoring Ga-eun, he'd seen the Sword Saint's face—time for sleep? Then the podium announced:
-Next, words from the Student Council President for the new students.
'Student Council President... I recall a 4th-year elf noble.'
In this merit-driven academy, the strongest took the seat, regardless of year.
Case in point: in the novel, the Sword Saint became the first 1st-year president after just months.
"Used her council power to torment In-hyeok naturally."
Eyes on the podium for a glimpse of the elf—instead of sleeping—came an unexpected name.
-Rasensia Empire Academy Student Council President, 3rd-year Song A-yeon.
He doubted his ears.
What? Song A-yeon? Namesake? Plot divergence?
As A-yeon climbed the stage, all stray thoughts vanished.
Taller by at least 10cm, bust upgraded from C to E, a figure rivaling the Sword Saint's.
Her signature black ponytail unchanged, and above all, that face he'd known for decades.
It was my sister, Song A-yeon.
'What? Why's sis the president?'
Steadying his shock, he watched her. Ga-eun jabbed from the side with a piercing glare.
"Student President this time? Hmmm..."
'What's her deal?'
Acting like his girlfriend, snapping at him—it was pushing him to the brink.
'Ah, my head hurts.'
Shock after shock, plus her prattling—headache incoming.
Ignoring her, eyes back to the stage. They met A-yeon's.
She noticed, smiled with her eyes at In-hyeok, then spoke.
-New students, work hard. No matter your job, effort is all that matters.
Short, to the point, she stepped down.
"Effort, huh..."
Her words triggered a vague deja vu. He dozed off.
Ceremony over, Ga-eun shook him awake like in the carriage.
"In-hyeok, rise and shine. Pfufut."
"Uh... ah, thanks..."
Ga-eun cooed, "You're so cute when you sleep," reaching for his face. Goosebumps hit; he swatted her hand and bolted from the hall.
"Agh... why's she like that?"
First time he'd ever despised a girl's attention.
Clearing his mind of all thought, he fetched his dorm assignment.
A-rank In-hyeok scored a solo dorm and entered his room.
"Heh... academy lives up to the hype. Nothing but beauties."
Satisfied by the stunners everywhere, he flopped onto the bed and added the Sword Saint to his taming targets.
"Favorability's negative because of the male-hater trait?"
Hadn't even met her, yet it was already down. Had to be that.
Checking her stats brought a hollow laugh.
"Job Level 2 with monster stats... Protagonist for sure."
Insane numbers at just Level 2. By trial-clearing post-graduation, how unstoppable was she?
"Gotta put in the work..."
Meaning taming her, obviously. Normal training wouldn't cut it.
"Sexual prefs: lesbian and S are par for the course, anal?"
Were tough women really weak to anal?
"Doesn't matter—the real issue is that."
Negative Favorability blocking all but Addictive Scent. Major snag in his plans.
Expected Forced Affection to breeze through; felt like tackling the toughest heroine.
"At least I've got Addictive Scent..."
Could he make a male-hater inhale enough to get hooked?
Taming the Sword Saint seemed brutally tough.
"Oh, gotta check Sis too."
Curious about her president status, he pulled up A-yeon's stats—and was more stunned than with Philia.
"What the hell..."
Stats that crushed the Sword Saint. Job Level 4 to boot.
"What'd she do to pull this off?"
"Boundary Breakthrough" under prefs screamed insane feats beyond her job. What had she done in two years?
A-yeon's words echoed.
'-New students, work hard. No matter your job, effort is all that matters.'
Pondering her effort trigger, In-hyeok suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
"No way... I told her before the academy—if she trained hard, I'd reward her. Just that?"
Has to be more. He desperately looked away.
"That strong, and she wants bullying as a reward... hopeless."
M in prefs, but who knew in this world.
As In-hyeok tried washing up to sort his fearful, tangled thoughts and sleep, a knock came.
-Knock knock
"Who is it?"
Jeong Ga-eun? He pretended no one was home, but the knocking persisted.
-Knock knock
-Knock knock
"Damn it..."
Wondering who, he flung the door open.
"Who keeps knock—"
Words failed him.
There stood the academy's Student Council President—my sister, Song A-yeon—blushing with a smile.
Was that smile somehow terrifying? Just his imagination?
"Long time no see, In-hyeok?"
"Ha... ha."
In-hyeok knew it wasn't imagination. This was real fear.
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