Chapter 554
Chapter 554
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 554
Chapter Title: Academy's Savior
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[Sung Yu-jin
Level: 65
Strength: 65 Vitality: 65 Agility: 64 Intelligence: 50 Virility: 68 Mana: 63]
[Available Points: 397]
'Yes.'
Accuracy is key for javelin throwing, which I've been hooked on lately. The higher my Shooting skill, the better my javelin accuracy will be.
At this level, my chances of hitting targets within 200 meters should improve significantly.
'Dropping lightning strikes should be more accurate too.'
The Shooting trait greatly influences ranged actions like throwing or shooting, so leveling it up is a no-brainer.
'That leaves 97 points...'
[Available Points: 17]
I spent 50 points to raise Mana by 1 and 30 points to raise Intelligence by 1.
'Virility is lacking, but for now, I need to focus on Mana.'
Javelin throws consume a surprising amount of mana. The same goes for calling down lightning.
'The rest goes to Random Gacha, obviously.'
17 points should at least break even. My head gets it, even if my body doesn't.
'Oh?'
A fun item popped up.
It was a bracelet made of black fabric. A pair, probably meant to be worn one on each person like couple's bracelets to activate the effect.
'How can I use this for maximum fun?'
I entered the world of [Academy's Savior].
My shrunken body felt awkward after so long away.
Taking advantage of Sung Ha-ri being out, I activated a mana cube in my room and cultivated Shadow Heaven Energy Technique. Training in a mana-saturated space felt amazing.
Then, a thunder owl spirit poked out from the wall.
"Kweuk! Kweuk!"
The lightning spirit thunder owl I'd named Moka chirped at me. As its contractor, I instinctively understood.
"Mama's coming? Good job."
I quickly tidied up, stored the mana cube in my inventory, and pretended to watch TV in the living room.
Sung Ha-ri, back from a quick trip to the nearby mart, hugged me tightly.
"Yu-jin-ah. Watching TV? Here, Mama got your favorite jelly!"
"Jelly!"
I desperately acted like a child. It was exhausting after so long.
A child's daily life was boring.
Just playing and eating. At first, it seemed great—no responsibilities. But with an adult mind, I got fed up fast. I wanted to do things but had to hold back to avoid suspicion.
I found a way to pass the time: using Moka and Spirit Eye.
Activating Spirit Eye lets me share vision with my contracted spirit Moka, even if it's not materialized.
'Moka, go lower. Yeah, down there. Heh heh.'
I sent Moka to a nearby apartment complex full of beauties. I spied on them bathing or having sex through Moka.
'Fuck... I could fuck them better...'
I couldn't act recklessly. My child body was one reason, karma another. Rash rape would pile up evil karma and bring bad luck.
Sensing Sung Ha-ri's presence, I quickly deactivated Spirit Eye.
"Yu-jin-ah. Doing that again? Does it hurt?"
Sung Ha-ri approached and glanced at my crotch. She eyed my impossibly large erection for a child with concern.
"Yeah, Mama. Do that thing."
"Sigh. You shouldn't... What if you keep needing this later?"
Muttering worriedly, she familiarly placed me on her lap, pulled down my pants and underwear. My massive child cock sprang free—uncircumcised yet peeled, capable of ejaculation, hairless.
Sung Ha-ri gripped my dick and stroked slowly. She'd once rushed to make me cum, but after my subtle hints, she now gave perfect handjobs.
'Her tits are always a sight.'
I reached for her ample breasts. Clothed, but their softness was palpable.
Her hand moved rhythmically; precum leaked from my tip. My body grew languid.
I closed my eyes and activated Spirit Eye. Through Moka's shared vision, I watched a couple fucking. Real-time porn enhanced Sung Ha-ri's handjob.
"Nngh. Mama. Gonna cum."
"Really? Don't hold back—let it out."
I ejaculated. She swiftly wrapped tissues around it. They soaked instantly. The volume was insane for my age.
"Mama."
I whined, and she picked me up.
"Yes, Yu-jin-ah."
No changes to stats except Mana.
'Thanks to the mana cube, I hit C-rank fast... but growth slows now.'
No need to rush.
I'm only 5 in this world's age. Far ahead already. In 10 years, by academy enrollment, Mana should be at least A-.
"Yu-jin-ah! Pull yourself together!"
Lost in thought, I heard the bellow of Sung Myeong-saeng, head of the Spirit Descent Clan and my great-grandfather.
"Yes, Great-Grandpa."
I snapped to attention. We were in the mountains behind the main house.
Today was big: learning the clan's secret technique.
'I planned to learn spirit arts step-by-step.'
Problem: my Spirit Eye gave insane affinity, but zero talent for spirit arts.
Spirit arts: spells using spirit power, not commanding spirits.
Great-Grandpa Sung Myeong-saeng and Grandpa Sung Han-gu denied it at first, but accepted after tests. They wouldn't abandon me—my spirit affinity was real.
'So they skipped spirit arts for the secret technique. It's the clan's core.'
I focused. Felt Moka flying overhead.
"Yu-jin-ah. No need to push. We just want you safe—me, your grandpa, your mom."
"Yes. I know."
Sung Myeong-saeng watched tensely, ready to intervene at any mistake.
Next chance: years away.
'Moka. Come.'
Kweeeeeuk.
Moka cried out, flew to me, and entered my body.
Spirit Descent Clan's secret: Spirit Possession. Theory mastered. First try with help; later solo.
'Initial success is crucial for this.'
Felt Moka inside—like a wriggling lightning ball in my chest.
Biggest risk: spirit's mind overwhelming yours. Spirits think differently; most failures mental.
'Lucky I have Absolute Mind. No mental issues.'
Next: sync spirit power to body.
'Moka. I don't adapt to you. You adapt to me.'
The lightning spread, stinging briefly.
"Ha, haha... Flawless success, no dangers. Your grandpa still can't... Impressive!"
Sung Myeong-saeng gaped, surprised—I'd seemed likely to fail.
I looked down. Skin whitened; blue lightning crackled around.
I instinctively knew I could use wings.
'New power? Test it.'
Wings unfurled—not thunder owl wings, but lightning ones. I'd call them Thunder Wings.
Moka assisted control. Success doesn't erase spirit mind—why it's hard.
"Yu-jin-ah?!"
"Great-Grandpa. Be right back—flying a bit."
"Wait! You just succeeded! Don't get cocky...!"
Ignoring his nagging, I soared. Bonus: vision. Saw faces 10km away clearly.
"Sung Yu-jin! You brat!!"
Sung Myeong-saeng chased with spirit arts. Clan head indeed—masterful.
'...Test Thunder Wings' limits.'
I veered to evade.
"You rascal!"
Sky tag began.
Caught in under a minute. Thunder Wings burst fast; with acceleration, thunderbolt speed.
'Mana too low to sustain. Need B-rank min for efficiency. Body stats too weak.'
Too fast hurt from recoil.
"You! Sung Yu-jin! Ignoring your grandpa?! Time for a spanking!"
"G-Great-Grandpa, sorry! Mercy!"
"No! Punishment is justice! Take it!"
"Waaaaaah!"
Spanked till monkey-ass red.
Fine from a beauty, humiliating from an old man.
Moka pitied me.
'You! Wrong look for your master! Assemble all under you! Kill any stragglers!'
Kku, kweeu...
Moka fled in fright.
I'll vent on the clan's spirits.
That spring.
At 5, I entered kindergarten.
No ordinary one—Hero Association-backed for early-awakened kids like me. Sunflower Kindergarten: teaches control and social skills.
The kids' faces weren't bright.
Early awakening meant high rampage risk, depending on traits.
First day.
I clung to Sung Ha-ri's chest like normal kids, bawling crocodile tears.
"Waaaaaah! Mama! No! Mama!"
Sobbed loudly, gripping her breasts. The feel was no joke.
"Hic... Yu-jin-ah..."
Sung Ha-ri started firm but softened, hugging back tightly.
The watching teacher was troubled.
"S-Sung Ha-ri-ssi. Even if sad, stay firm. Just 8 hours. Not just today—ongoing. Can't carry him forever?"
"R-Right..."
But she hesitated. Ruthless monster hunter, soft on me.
'Drag it out more.'
Eyed the female teacher.
Mid-20s.
Plain shirt, jeans, black apron. Green name tag: Kang Su-min.
Black wavy hair tied back.
Droopy eyes gave gentle vibe, but panting would make her slutty as an ace whore.
Curvy-thick. Some flab, but plump ass, H-cup tits oozing maternality.
'Perfect kindergarten for me. Heh heh.'