During the Presentation
During the Presentation
"P-Presentation...?"
Why must such an ordeal befall me?
Jerad, who had glanced back, had a wicked smile on his face.
...............He's definitely going to turn on the Rotor during the presentation.
There was no way he wouldn't.
"Haa... Yes..."
But what could I do?
There was no way I could refuse the Professor's words at the academy.
Of course, if professors gave strange orders or requests, they'd be immediately punished, so they wouldn't do that.
But this was just a mere presentation, wasn't it?
For a student to refuse a simple presentation, the Professor and the other students would naturally look at me strangely.
I had no choice but to answer the Professor-nim.
"...............Ugh."
The presentation was quite serious.
It was a presentation where I had to go to the very front of the classroom and explain the alchemy formulas written on the blackboard.
The Professor was the one in charge of the alchemy lecture I'd heard last time when Jerad forced me into lewd acts.
—Jiiit...
"...............Ugh."
As I stood in front of the classroom blackboard, all the students' gazes poured down on me.
And those gazes swept over my entire body as if crawling.
Eyes, nose, mouth. Then my explosively protruding breasts, and finally, they would sweep over my genitals, hidden by my skirt, and my bare thighs, and that was it.
Next to me, the Professor sent an urging gaze, as if telling me to start the presentation quickly.
"...............Haa."
No matter how I looked at it, there seemed to be no way to escape this situation.
Ultimately, if I didn't want to be branded as a perverted student who had put a Rotor in during class, it meant I had no choice but to endure it.
The content to present was...............an explanation about the efficacy of magic potions, I suppose.
To be honest, I had listened carelessly to the recent classes, so I was a little worried.
But if it was this content, I had heard things from Master, so it should be fine.
"Ahem, ahem."
Before the presentation, I cleared my throat.
And because I didn't know when Jerad might turn on the Rotor, I put a moderate amount of strength into my voice.
If I let my guard down and a moan suddenly burst out, I'd be in an inescapable situation.
"...............First, Mana Grass is used as an alchemy ingredient for Mana Recovery Potions. And as you all know, the blending is divided into lowest grade, low grade, mid grade, high grade, and highest grade depending on how much Mana Grass is used."
As I said that, the Professor, who had been listening attentively next to me, intervened.
"That's right. There are five types of Mana Recovery Potions that we know of. And about 80 percent of the potions traded on the market are lowest grade Mana Recovery Potions."
The Professor, having finished speaking, looked at me and whispered, 'Please continue,' wishing for me to resume the presentation.
...............Honestly, it was too greedy to hope the presentation would end here.
There's no way a presentation would end after just two sentences.
"...............Although I said that the amount of Mana Grass varies depending on the grade of the Mana Recovery Potion, it's difficult to make a mid-grade or higher potion by simply increasing the amount."
I subtly glanced at Jerad.
He still had a wicked smile on his face, merely looking around here and there.
".................."
...I'm uneasy.
With that expression, he still hasn't turned on the Rotor.
How does he know when I'll finish the presentation, and why is he waiting so confidently?
It felt like he had set some kind of trap, so I couldn't easily speak.
However, I was already in the position of giving a presentation.
It was a situation where I couldn't stop speaking like this.
"...Therefore, to make a mid-grade or higher potion, a compressor that can compress the Mana Grass extract is needed..."
"You've listened well in class, Lunia student."
"Th-Thank you."
I wondered if the presentation might end like this, but...............
"Lunia student seems to know a lot. Do you happen to know the blending ratio as well?"
"Uh, umm..............."
I do know, but...............
From here on, it was half a gamble.
If I said I didn't know, given the Professor's personality, he would surely keep me standing here and continue lecturing about blending ratios.
Conversely, if I said I knew, he would ask me to state the blending ratio.
No matter how I thought about it, it was obvious the Professor wouldn't let me go like this, no matter which option I chose.
"W-Well, yes. I know..............."
Therefore, the option I chose was the one that would keep me held up for the least amount of time.
However, to no avail, the Professor's mouth immediately opened.
"Oh, how interesting. All right, why don't you explain it, Lunia student?"
"...............Huh?"
Me? Do I really have to?
For the Professor not to explain it himself, but to tell me to explain it.
At that moment, I got a feeling.
Absolutely, unconditionally, definitely.
Jerad will definitely turn on the Rotor now.
A woman's intuition just hit me.
If I opened my mouth to explain this blending ratio, Jerad would surely turn on the Rotor located below me.
I focused as much as possible on my throat, concentrating so that a sudden moan wouldn't burst out.
And slowly, carefully, I opened my mouth.
"...............First, the blending ratio for a mid-grade Mana Recovery Potion is..............."
I slowly spoke, but Jerad still didn't turn on the Rotor.
...What is it, was my intuition wrong...?
And the moment I uttered the next explanation—
—Wooong!
"...Highest gra-ugh...?!"
"...............?"
As if there was no way that would happen, Jerad turned on the Rotor.
Thanks to that, I succeeded in suppressing the moan that might have burst out at that moment.
Instead, I had to receive the Professor's gaze, as if asking what was suddenly wrong.
Still, at least I managed to suppress the perverted moan.
With the thought that it was a bit of a relief, I cleared my throat.
"C-Cough! H-Huh? Hmm!"
However, the moment the Rotor was turned on, I didn't have the confidence to speak with the same voice as when I first started the presentation.
I instinctively realized it.
That just like when I greeted Lady Ehiton, a lot of breath would be mixed into my voice.
Nevertheless, I had to continue the presentation.
Perhaps because I hadn't spoken for too long, I could feel them looking at me with increasingly questioning gazes.
Ultimately, I had no choice but to start speaking, putting as much strength as possible into my voice.
"H-Highest gra-ugh..., Mana-aah, Recovery Potions are..............."
...My pronunciation started to leak terribly.
Nevertheless, I steadfastly continued.
"...Mana Gra-aass, compressed. Compressed extr-aact..., Oh, oh, sh-shit! F-Fifty percent, must be mixed... to m-make it..."
'...............Damn it.'
I bit my tongue, trying to suppress the moan that almost escaped.
It must have sounded strange.
However, without even a moment to worry about that, the Rotor's vibration started to get stronger.
—Wiiing!
"...H-Huh?!"
"C-Cough! That's right. As Lunia student explained, to get the highest grade Mana Recovery Potion that we know, you must mix the liquid called Compressed Extract, which is Mana Grass compressed with a compressor, with refined distilled water at a 50:50 ratio."
The Professor's explanation continued.
Fortunately, since the Professor no longer demanded an answer, I didn't need to speak.
Nevertheless, due to the Rotor's vibration, which had increased by another level, my mind began to blur.
"...............The Stamina Recovery Potion we know, similarly..............."
The Professor was explaining something right next to me, but I couldn't hear a single thing.
'A-Agh...! Th-This thing had vibration levels too...?!'
I naturally thought the vibration intensity I felt when I met Lady Ehiton was the maximum.
But what was this?
Whether he had increased the remote control's switch by one level higher than the previous one, it became much stronger.
'...Hiiik!!'
This can't be.
I can't maintain a poker face any longer.
—Wiiiiiing!
Fortunately, this vibration sound didn't seem to be reaching the classmates sitting across and the Professor right next to me.
But that's that, and this is this.
Even if the vibration sound was only coming from my body, my mind also started to fill with the sound of vibrations.
And that's not all.
The stronger vibration vibrated my vaginal walls like crazy, and in the end, after enduring and enduring, my poker face finally faltered.
"Ugh."
Both my legs started to come together inwards naturally.
Classmates probably haven't noticed yet, but it was obvious it wouldn't take long to be discovered.
"H-Huk..."
Next were my hands.
My hands, feeling the need to block something somehow, naturally pressed against the crotch area of my skirt.
But was that action the problem?
As soon as I pressed my crotch with my hand, my whole body trembled violently with a 'jji-rit' as if electricity was flowing through it.
"Heung-aht...!"
...............The fact that a moan loud enough for my classmates to hear escaped was an added bonus.