Academy's Savior
"Senior. How does it feel right now?"
She spoke with her eyes squeezed shut.
"Ah, aah…? I-I don't know…."
Her voice was trembling. Fortunately, it didn't seem like she was in pain. I slowly rolled my hips and looked down at her pussy. Her lower belly bulged outward, and virgin blood was flowing. She was bleeding a little more than the other girls.
It shouldn't hurt too much. Shin Nari's senses are dulled, after all.
On top of that, I'd used Sexual Sensitivity Amplification, so she would be feeling the pleasure that much more intensely.
Still, her pussy is incredibly tight.
Even after thrusting a few times, the grip hadn't loosened at all. If I'd tried stuffing an egg into her pussy, it wouldn't have lasted a second before bursting.
"Ahhk, ak, ahh…."
Shin Nari's arms and legs, which had been so demure, began to thrash freely. Unfamiliar with physical stimulation, she was clumsy even at expressing pleasure. Well, that clumsiness was cute in its own way.
Before long, the walls of her vagina convulsed and clamped down hard.
"Hnn, I-I'm cumming…."
Tension flooded through Shin Nari's body, then drained away. Dilated pupils, saliva trailing from the corner of her mouth, hot breath spilling out. The afterglow of climax left her looking thoroughly languid. Despite her scrawny frame, she radiated an unmistakably lewd atmosphere.
I stayed buried inside her and waited, letting her ride out the aftershocks.
A little disappointing, though.
Shin Nari's body was so small that only about half my cock fit inside her. I preferred burying myself to the root and fucking hard.
She just graduated from being a virgin. Going rough right away would be a bit much.
I turned my head to the side.
Over there, Shin Nari's evil spirit was being held down by Moka.
"Die die die die die."
The evil spirit was wishing for my death in a bone-chilling voice. Just for fun, I moved my hand and gently wrapped it around Shin Nari's throat, stroking slowly.
"…?"
Shin Nari tilted her head, wondering if this was also part of sex.
"KYAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
The evil spirit went berserk. Moka's body, claws locked around the spirit, lurched. Moka narrowed both eyes and put more force into its talons. Crackle. Electricity surged through the evil spirit's body. It settled down. The curse radiating from it was still there, though.
Of course it's thrashing around. Its own niece is getting fucked by me.
The person in question, Shin Nari, had already given her body to me. There was nothing the evil spirit could do.
Once she'd calmed down enough, I started moving my hips again.
"Gnn, hngh…."
After about an hour of that, Shin Nari seemed to get used to it; her reactions stabilized. Instead of red blood, clear love juices flowed from her pussy.
"Senior."
"Yeah…."
"Sex feels good, right?"
"Feels good."
I sat up. My cock slid free of her pussy. White semen trickled out of that small hole.
I sat at the edge of the bed and leaned my back against the wall.
"Senior. Just lying there gets boring, doesn't it? This time, you try moving."
"Me? Can I even do it right?"
"It's natural to hesitate before you try. But once you do it, you'll realize it's nothing special."
"…I'll try."
Shin Nari got up. Her hips twitched. Splat. Semen spilled from her pussy and ran down her thighs. She stared down at it with a dazed expression, then came over to me.
She planted her small hands on my shoulders and awkwardly spread her legs. She rocked her hips back and forth, lining herself up. Once she had her aim, she lowered her ass. My erect cock touched her pussy.
"Hau…."
She flinched and let out an adorable little breath. I looked at her with fresh eyes. She was short, flat-chested, with a cute little butt—her figure was scrawny—but it wasn't like she had no charm at all. That curved waist was attractive in itself, and those white thighs never got old no matter how many times I touched them.
"Hnn, haaaaaah…!"
Her small pussy swallowed my cock halfway. Her insides were incredibly hot.
Shin Nari trembled. She was holding my shoulders, but her face was a mess. Pleasure had completely scrambled her mind.
Guess I'll help her out.
I grabbed her waist and lifted her up, then brought her back down, over and over—like I was using an onahole.
"Hngk, ah… hau…."
I spun Shin Nari's pleasure-wracked body a full hundred and eighty degrees. Directly in front of her was the captured evil spirit. I took the chin of the panting Shin Nari and showed her face off to the spirit.
"Senior, does it feel good?"
"I-it feels good…."
That small, cute face was twisted with obscenity.
After the Kim Jeo incident wrapped up, the Academy returned to its usual atmosphere. Part of the Academy's barrier had broken down, but it wouldn't take long to fix.
The students who'd been under lockdown poured out of the Academy without exception, savoring their freedom.
I headed into Academy town myself for the first time in a while. Not to mess around like the other students—I needed to check on the businesses I had running.
Setting up a business base near an Academy that never runs out of incidents is convenient in all kinds of ways.
Whatever else you said, the center of this world was the Academy. Prepping the things I'd need in advance would make everything that came after a lot easier.
I was walking the streets of town when I spotted someone I knew and stopped short. It was Ryu Hana.
Ryu Hana out in town… unexpected. Then again, even bathroom trips were restricted. She must've been going stir-crazy too.
The Ryu Hana I knew kept a schedule that was almost absurdly simple.
Dormitory → Academy → Training Room → Dormitory…. A schedule that spun like a hamster wheel.
Curiosity got the better of me, so I decided to tail her. I was extremely curious what she was up to. Maybe she had some secret I didn't know about.
Ryu Hana didn't notice my tailing at all. Looks like she hadn't reached that level yet.
That's the weapons district. Did she come to pick up a new weapon?
Ryu Hana was the daughter of the North Diamond Clan leader. If she wanted, she could get weapons far better and rarer than anything here.
She strode confidently down the street lined with weapon shops, then her legs stopped. Her gaze was fixed on a show window displaying weapons. Ryu Hana stared at one weapon for well over a minute.
The shop's name was Park's Weapons.
If there's something you want, just go in and buy it. It's not like the North Diamond Clan leader's daughter is short on cash. Watching her is making me more frustrated than she is.
Fed up, I moved first. I walked up to her. Sensing my presence, Ryu Hana turned her head toward me.
"Sung Yujin."
"Yeah. Ryu Hana. Nice to run into you here. What were you doing?"
"……."
Ryu Hana didn't answer.
I checked the weapon she'd been staring at.
It was a sword with a reddish gleam along the blade. Even at a glance, it was no ordinary sword. Below the display was a label that read "Not for Sale."
I stared at the sword and pulled up its information. As a player, I could check item data just by looking—no appraisal scroll required.
Rank: C
Produces fire.
Sturdy.
The sword's performance was disappointing. For its rank, the effects were nothing special. At least on the surface.
…I didn't expect this to be here. The sub-quest related to this sword shouldn't show up until later. Did the future change?
The Vermilion Bird Sword.
Just like the name, it was a sword of the Vermilion Bird. In the original game, you had to clear a fairly long sub-quest chain to obtain it.
"You want this sword?"
"…I want it, but it's not for sale."
"Why do you want it? It's an ordinary sword. The one right next to it even looks better."
"…I don't know the reason either. But this sword…."
"It draws you in?"
Ryu Hana nodded.
"Then just buy it."
I grabbed Ryu Hana's wrist and walked into the shop. She looked flustered, but thanks to the favorability I'd built up, she didn't shake my hand off.
The inside of the weapon shop was small. Weapons were packed in tight, though. All of them were for sale. Most were E-rank or lower, so they weren't worth much.
A middle-aged man sat at the counter, puffing away on a cigarette. No greeting. He just quietly watched us. The burn scars covering his body made it clear he was a blacksmith.
I walked up to him and pointed at the displayed weapon.
"Boss. I'd like to purchase that weapon."
"…It should say it's not for sale. That's our family heirloom. I don't sell it to anyone, no matter who comes."
"You put an heirloom on display?"
"Better than letting it rot in a warehouse. I can show it off to people, too."
"How much to sell it?"
"I told you I'm not selling."
"Hah. I'll give you ten billion. Ten billion for a C-rank weapon isn't just a good deal—it's hitting the lottery."
The man looked briefly startled at the price, then recovered his composure.
"…So you've got an appraisal skill. You're right, ten billion is way too much for a C-rank weapon. But like I said, that's our clan's heirloom. If you really want that weapon… it's not like there's no way. But what I want isn't money—"
I cut him off.
"Thirty billion."
What he'd been about to say was the opening of the sub-quest. That sub-quest was a pain in all kinds of ways.
In the game you can't haggle with NPCs…. But this isn't a game—it's reality. Haggling works just fine.
The man shut his mouth. He stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and stood up. Then he studied my face carefully.
"…That sword is called the Vermilion Bird Sword. It's a fine enough blade that our family made it an heirloom, but it has one flaw."
His tone had turned polite.
"It chooses its master, right?"
"Yes, yes. Exactly. You've got a sharp eye. The Vermilion Bird Sword radiates heat if you're not its master. That heat makes it impossible to even hold. It's an heirloom, but it's more of a white elephant."
"Then why not sell it? If it's a white elephant, selling it would be better."
"My father would throw a fit if I sold that thing."
"Thirty billion."
"Yes. Yes. What's there to fear from Father's anger? I can handle all of it. Just transfer the money and I'll wrap it right up in special cloth that suppresses the heat."
I pulled out my smartphone and made a call.
Maybe fifteen minutes later, men in suits showed up. One of them grinned and started stacking boxes inside the shop, one after another.
"Thirty billion. Cash."
"Huk! C-cash…!"
"Go ahead and check."
The shopkeeper hurriedly verified the bills. It wasn't fake. There was no reason to mess around over a mere thirty billion.
Once he'd confirmed the thirty billion, the corner of his mouth twitched. He was desperately trying to hold back a smile.
"I-I'll wrap up the Vermilion Bird Sword right away."
With the Vermilion Bird Sword in hand, I headed somewhere secluded with Ryu Hana.
"Ryu Hana. Here. You said you wanted it. Take it."
I held out the wrapped Vermilion Bird Sword to her.
"I can't accept this."