Weekend (6)

"Thanks to you turning down those other items, my authority's grown. I'm really grateful. I'll definitely... make it up to you later."

I stared at her, lost.

"It's taken a huge load off my plate."

"...Aww, come on. I did it all for you, noona."

What the hell was she talking about? Don't tell me that list hadn't been a pick-one situation — she'd been planning to give me everything?

Yeah. That tracked.

Oh, fuck.

Do you have any idea what those things were worth... goddamn it. Not that I could grovel and ask for them back now. That'd just be pathetic.

"...I've always told you, haven't ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I? If something's giving you a hard time, just say the word."

Nothing for it. I'd have to play the cool, unbothered ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Lee Ho-yeon. I forced a bright tone, trying to bury the sting.

Haa... just calm down.

"Yeah... thank you."

Mun Su-rin gave me a faint smile, looking genuinely grateful.

Fine. I'd forget about it for that smile.

A ten-million-dollar smile.

No — twenty million, maybe....

Noona, can't you just hand over the twenty million with a straight face?

A knock sounded at the door.

"Your meal is served."

"Come in."

At Mun Su-rin's reply, a server entered and began setting dishes on the table.

"Shall we eat first and talk after?"

"Yes, of course."

Looking at the colorful spread of Korean dishes, my sour mood eased a little.

A good meal really did soothe the chest. Maybe this place was something special.

"Come to think of it, what's this restaurant even called?"

It was my second visit, but there was no sign out front. I didn't even know the name. If I was going to bring Nam Da-eun here someday, I needed to know what to call it.

"This place? It's called Pungmidang. It's even in the Michelin Guide — you didn't know?"

"...Seriously?"

Then why the hell didn't they hang a sign. And a place like that would be booked solid for weeks. How had she even gotten a reservation?

"Then how did you get a table? If it's Michelin-starred, aren't they backed up for weeks at least?"

"Uh... well. Whenever I feel like eating, I just call Pungmidang and they say a table just opened up... so I always just come."

Even here, the student council president got the VIP treatment. Of course they treated her well — she was the chairman's granddaughter.

"We've finished eating. What now? Want to talk for a bit?"

"Sure."

Liliana was waiting at home, but Mun Su-rin mattered plenty too. I could spare her a little time.

"The special exam starts tomorrow, doesn't it? Did you prepare a lot?"

"I prepared pretty thoroughly, in my own way."

"That's not going to cut it. You never know what's going to happen in a special exam. You have to prepare down to the last detail."

Mun Su-rin looked desperate to pass me even a scrap of information. She'd probably been gagged by a mana oath, but she was clearly trying to slip me hints however she could.

You don't need to worry, noona.

"Don't worry. I prepped like crazy."

"How?"

"I just bought everything I could think of for every situation I could imagine and stuffed it all in a spatial pouch. I'm taking it to the special exam."

"For example?"

"Hmm.... A gas mask, a portable water purifier, a shovel, a pickaxe, rations, a tent — stuff like that."

"Are you going on some kind of evacuation drill...?"

"It never hurts to be prepared. Who knows? Maybe they'll throw a survival test at us right inside the academy."

Mun Su-rin stared at me with a look that had gone past impressed and landed somewhere near exhausted.

That should ease her worries a little. I hoped that while I was gone, she'd realize just how much she needed me.

The paparazzi situation did seem to be getting worse... but maybe because we saw each other so often, Mun Su-rin's mental fortitude had become ridiculously solid. By the time she was supposed to start taking her glasses off, the stress should have made her high-strung and distrustful of everyone... but she was way too well-adjusted.

"Come to think of it — do I just eat this Thousand-Year Snow Ginseng? Straight from the box?"

I opened the box and admired the ginseng's luminous form.

"Yeah. But only eat it when someone's around who can look after you. There's a risk of an accident."

"So I can eat it now?"

"Huh? Well, you can... but you'll absorb it better somewhere you can relax. Even getting sixty or seventy percent absorption is considered good, so doing it at home would be better, don't you think?"

Mun Su-rin seemed a little thrown by the question.

"If I do it in the dorm, I'll be alone anyway. I don't have any friends I can call over."

"Mmm. Really? That's a shame, but I guess it can't be ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠helped...."

I actually had Liliana, and I could have called Kim Young-han, but I just wanted to absorb the ginseng as soon as possible. I'd gotten Mun Su-rin's go-ahead, so I lifted it from the box.

"I just put it in my mouth...?"

"Heh. Yeah. You look like a kid trying ice cream for the first time. It's cute."

Mun Su-rin was watching me with a fond little smile.

The Thousand-Year Snow Ginseng — a miraculous spiritual herb that grew in frozen lands. I lifted it, marveling at that pure white form.

"Here I go...!"

"Mm-hmm. Careful not to choke."

Mun Su-rin was still smiling at me. Zero consideration for a first-timer.

I popped the whole thing into my mouth and chewed. Strangely, a sweetness lingered on my tongue, and with every chew the ginseng dissolved like cotton candy. Soft clumps of mana slid down my throat and were absorbed into my body in an instant.

"Focus. Draw the mana in your stomach into yourself. Try not to let even a drop escape. I'll help you."

I concentrated, spreading the ginseng's mana through every gap in my mana circuits. Whether it was the effect of my Mana Sensitivity, not a single scrap of the mana inside me slipped away. I took in all of it.

"Haa... I think I got all of it."

My body's mana reserves had increased by roughly fifteen percent. It might have sounded like a small amount, but if you thought of it as a fifteen percent increase in combat endurance, it was nothing to sneeze at.

"You... you really are something. Who absorbs a spiritual elixir at a hundred percent?"

Mun Su-rin was staring at me, stunned.

"I'm a capable man, noona."

"Heh... I suppose you are."

She didn't even blush at a line like that anymore. Was Mun Su-rin just an animal of adaptation? There was a time when just hearing me call her noona would turn her face red. I almost ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠missed it.

"Shall we head out?"

"Yes. Thank you for the meal."

I finished my dinner appointment with Mun Su-rin and returned to the dorm.

A chime sounded. She was still streaming. Liliana's streamer voice drifted out from inside the room.

Back from being out, I washed up thoroughly, then brewed myself a cup of coffee to shake off the drowsiness and drank it. While I was at it, Liliana came out of the room, still in her sexy streaming outfit.

"You're back...?"

"Yeah. Want a cup of coffee?"

"Nah. I hate bitter stuff."

I shrugged, knocked back the rest of my coffee, stood, and stepped behind her.

"Stream's over?"

"Yeah. I was about to turn it off anyway."

Liar. Liliana always killed the stream the moment I walked in. The timing was way too perfect.

"Want to settle the remaining five days?"

Time to grant Liliana's request — to take care of a week's worth in advance, since we wouldn't see each other while I was on the Uninhabited Island.

Standing behind her, I kneaded her breasts and ran my hands over her body. Firm thighs and a pretty pelvic line, a waist without an ounce of spare flesh, the clean line of her underarms, her soft arms, the slightly sweat-damp undersides of her breasts. A beautiful body, born for sex — a succubus through and through.

"Nnh... yeees... Master."

We headed to the bed together.

Naked now, Liliana and I kissed, a wet, lingering press of lips, while our hands worked each other's sex.

"Liliana. Right here feels good, doesn't it?"

I already knew every weak spot my women had. When I pressed just above her pussy, she trembled, panting even through the kiss.

"Nnhh... Master... mmph."

And as if to return the favor, she pressed her body harder against mine, working her tongue with enthusiasm, her hand flying faster along my cock. I stroked her cheek gently.

"Suck my cock."

"Yeees...♡"

Liliana slipped naturally between my legs, dropped onto her stomach, and started licking. She dragged her tongue along the full length of the shaft, then flicked at the underside of the head. A moment later, with that distinctive succubus tongue-work, she took me into her mouth. Swallowing me to the root and bobbing her head felt insanely good.

"Haa...."

The thought of going a week without this blowjob made me wonder if I should just take Liliana with me. That's how far above every other woman she was at this.

"Stop."

"...Yes. Master♡"

I didn't want to spend the first load in her mouth. Liliana's pussy was already soaked, ready to take my cock.

"Put it in... Master, hurry, put it in...♡"

Liliana rolled aside the fabric covering her pussy with her own hand and swallowed hard, staring at my cock. I climbed over her, lined the head up with her entrance, and pushed in slowly.

"Nngh...! Hah. Nnhh...!"

I held her as she moaned with every inch, burying my face in her full breasts. I tugged the fabric covering her nipples down between them and rolled her pink nipple with my tongue.

"Aang...! Haaah... ah, ah. Master...♡"

Unable to endure the stimulation pouring down from above and below, Liliana convulsed and came almost immediately. Slick gushed over my lower stomach, and a wet sound started up every time I moved my hips. Her pussy clenched down, squeezing my cock even tighter.

The living, writhing motion unique to a succubus's cunt pushed me toward the edge, and I didn't hold back — I kept moving my hips.

"I'm gonna come...."

"Hah, nnhhh... Master. Come inside me...!"

Liliana locked her arms and legs around me, ready to take my cum, and kissed me. When I kissed her during sex, a sweet fragrance I never smelled otherwise drifted off her. The feel of her tail wrapping around my thigh was strange and wonderful too.

Enjoying every inch of the succubus's body, I came deep inside her.

"Haa... nnhh... hahh...."

Liliana was slowly catching her breath in the aftershocks of her orgasm. I lifted one of her legs and hooked it over my shoulder.

"M-Master?"

"We're nowhere near done, Liliana."

"W-wait. I just... I just came, nnhhh...♡"

Her juices still hadn't dried, and every thrust of my hips made a thick, wet slap.

"Nnyaaah...! Haaang! Aaaaah!"

The longer we fucked, the harder Liliana's succubus pussy made it to last. Her mouth said no, but her body was honest — it rippled and squeezed around my cock, and the urge to come was already dangerously close.

I pressed myself flush against her and felt that soft body with every inch of my skin. Her large breasts and nipples brushed my chest, a ticklish drag. I pressed down near the crown of her head and drove my hips up. It felt like my cock was sinking even deeper.

"Nnh. Aang.... Good. So good...♡ Nnhhh... Master...."

The pleasure rolling through my whole body — I couldn't hold the climax back.

"It's coming... swallow it, Liliana."

"Y-yes. Master."

I enjoyed the feel of her pussy until the last possible second, then quickly moved my cock to her mouth. Liliana hollowed her cheeks at once and sucked, shaking her head so I could come immediately — and thanks to her, I finished in pure pleasure all the way through.

"Haa... hahh...."

Even after swallowing my cum, Liliana licked down to the root of the shaft, still slick with her own juices, and over my balls.

"Ah, there... that's good. Yeah...."

I started teasing the pussy of the girl sucking my cock beneath me with my fingers.

"Nnhh... Master...."

"Trying to wrap this up already? We're just getting started."

"...Yes. Master♡"

Liliana's pussy started spilling slick all over again.