Chapter 719
Chapter 719
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 719
Chapter Title: Academy's Savior
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The head of the Jinryeong Sung Family—my great-grandfather Sung Myeong-saeng—and my grandfather Sung Han-gu started nagging the moment they saw me. They'd heard about what happened in the US. I quietly knelt down, pretending to reflect as I endured their lecture. Making excuses would only drag it out longer.
Once the scolding was over, it was time for studying. Not schoolwork, but the history of spirits and the Jinryeong Sung Family. It was boring and dull, so I just let it run on autopilot.
Before heading home, I went to find Makina in the garden.
'If I had my way, I'd leave her locked up here for a month.'
Sung Ha-ri doted on Makina way too much. She was thrilled like she'd gained a daughter, so keeping Makina here indefinitely wasn't feasible.
"Makina. Time to go home."
I figured she'd be sulking. The spirits here were obsessed with their military games. When a newbie showed up, they'd haze, bully, and tease them first. It was hell for the rookie, but sweet entertainment for the onlookers.
No matter how much power Makina had—upper-class spirit level or higher—she couldn't strut around confidently in front of all these spirits.
But the scene before me was light-years from what I'd expected.
"You there! Did you just look up at me? Who do you think you are?!"
Makina sat in a plush chair, legs crossed, pointing at a spirit. Countless spirits stood in perfectly straight ranks.
"Eek! No, ma'am! I'll correct it right away!"
A mid-class fire spirit flinched and bowed its lizard head.
"Good, good. I like the quick correction. But it would've been better if you'd done it right the first time."
"I'll keep that in mind!"
Makina's tiny finger shifted right.
"That flowerpot over there is bothering me. Move it somewhere else."
Nearby wind spirits sprang into action, using their powers to shift the pot.
"...Hmm. Actually, maybe it's fine where it was. Put it back."
The flowerpot returned to its original spot.
"I'm thirsty."
Makina wiggled her toes as she spoke. An upper-class water spirit standing at attention beside her poured cool water into a transparent glass. Makina, who could materialize as she pleased, chugged it down in one go.
"Ahh! This water hits the spot!"
I snapped back to reality. Normal spirits were pure, but these ones had been around the block—they weren't innocent anymore. Sweet-talking or threats wouldn't work.
"Ahem."
I made my presence known as I approached.
"Sir, yes sir!!"
The spirits all saluted me. I nodded sternly and walked over to Makina.
"Oh, Yu-jin? Want some water?"
Makina offered me the glass from her haughty pose. I took a sip. The cool water soaked into my insides. Top-tier stuff.
"How the hell did this happen? Why are they all fawning over you?"
"Psh. I've got experience on my side. I'm not like these kids."
"Experience? Spill it. What did you do?"
Makina elegantly quenched her thirst and replied.
"I'm no ordinary spirit. I'm the one who contracted directly with you."
"...With me? Oh!"
Makina grinned.
In this spirit army, I was the supreme authority. I started it all, and I held the Spirit Jewel that every spirit craved. No spirit could defy me if I dangled that.
In short, Makina was a super rookie with the top brass as her backing.
"Get it now? Even among rookies, I'm on a whole different level. A different league."
She'd shamelessly leveraged my name for protection.
"Oh, and I borrowed Ajumma Ha-ri's name too. They were all terrified and wary of her. I like it here."
I wasn't thrilled. I considered smacking her but held back. She wasn't the type to reflect anyway. Of course, I wasn't letting it slide. She'd pay when we got home.
"Let's go."
"Already?"
"You planning to live here forever?"
"Hmm. That doesn't sound half bad?"
I sighed and grabbed Makina by force.
"Eek! You're so rough with me! Show some consideration!"
"Consideration? Don't forget your position— you're basically my slave."
No matter how harshly I treated her, Makina couldn't betray me.
???
Back home, I headed straight to my room.
"Makina. You used my name without permission, so you need to be punished."
Makina pouted.
"...Should I kneel and raise my hands?"
"No. Materialize and use your mechanization ability."
I pictured the machine she needed to become in my mind. Contracting with a spirit had its perks—no need to explain verbally.
"...!!"
Makina's eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at me.
"Hurry up."
"You lunatic...!"
She gritted her teeth, body trembling in futile resistance.
"That's an order."
Mana drained from my body. Makina used it to mechanize. Her form vanished, replaced by steel fragments assembling into a machine in midair.
It was a steel cylinder shaped like a PET bottle. I grabbed it with one hand, pulled down my pants, and took out my dick.
'You're insane! Insane! You're fucking crazy!'
Makina's voice echoed in my head. Her mental shouting wasn't pleasant.
"Quiet down. I need to focus—it's been ages since I used an onahole for this."
I pulled up porn on my smartphone. A Halloween special: three beauties dressed as vampire, witch, and zombie in an orgy with other guys. Latest release!
I checked the onahole's underside. Apricot and pink silicone pussy. Modeled after Sung Ha-ri's.
I spread the labia with my fingers. The wrinkled interior came into view.
'Copying your own mom's pussy for an onahole?! Are you sane?!'
"I fuck the real thing every day. What's the big deal?"
I pressed a button on the side. The insides writhed, secreting clear, sticky love juices.
"Tech like this would be impossible in this era... It doesn't make everything I imagine, huh. Probably scales mana cost with the over-tech level. Worth researching more."
Mana kept draining to maintain the mechanization.
I brought the onahole to my dick. It slid in slowly. I shuddered as I buried it fully. Warm inside, walls constantly moving. Nearly perfect replica of Sung Ha-ri's pussy texture.
I pumped it up and down. The sensation was damn good. But getting fully aroused past a point? Tough. Sex isn't just about the hole.
'Finish quick! Hurry up!'
"Don't freak out. You don't even have sensations."
'No sensations, but it feels gross like you're raping me!'
"If I wanted to fuck you, I wouldn't do it like this. I'd make an android."
I cranked the onahole from level 1 straight to max 5.
"Ooooh...!"
It clamped tight, walls spinning fast. Even without moving it, it milked for cum. A masterpiece of science.
Still not fully satisfying. I knew why. No woman attached. This onahole was probably a one-and-done.
I tuned out the onahole, focusing on my phone. The three Halloween-dressed women moaned competitively. Top-tier looks, solid acting, great angles. If not for the damn mosaic, it'd be perfect.
"Ugh. Gonna cum."
'Eww! Gross!'
???
In this world, there are three main ways to become a hero.
First: Hero Association's official exam.
Pass the twice-yearly exam for an F-rank hero license to start hero work. No perks. But the pass rate is under 10%—brutally tough.
Second: Sidekick service.
Serve as a sidekick for a C-rank or higher hero for a year, then convert. Pros: Build connections easily, quit anytime. Con: Riskiest of the three.
Third: Graduate hero academy.
Three years of pro training. Getting in is recognition enough for big clans. Graduates start as D-rank heroes and get instant respect from peers and civilians just for the academy cred.
That's why most aspiring heroes aim for academy admission. Spots are limited, though—age caps and one-shot entry exam; fail once, no retakes.
And today, I'm taking that academy entrance exam.
December 23rd.
Snow poured down. Pass this, and I'd enroll at Maruhan Academy in about three months.
The waiting room full of my peers felt chilly despite the heater.
Everyone eyed each other as rivals, lips sealed, gauging moods. Over half buried in books. The rest stretched or relaxed quietly.
Written exam mattered less than practical—80:20 split. Except operator track.
'Operators test separately anyway.'
Clunk.
The door opened. Silence amplified the sound. All eyes turned.
9:57 AM.
Three minutes to start. In walked a stunning beauty.
Long light-purple hair, deep dark-blue eyes. Pale skin, luxury coat. Black stockings hugged her calves peeking below.
Innocent face, but stone-cold expression—intimidating aura.
'Ryu Hana. Never thought we'd be in the same exam hall. Wild.'
Ryu Hana.
One of the original game's playable characters.
Daughter of a top Korean North Diamond Clan leader. Her lore: Looks slim clothed.
'A- no, B-cup tits. But naked? Even more impressive. Wanna strip her.'
Ryu Hana ignored stares, sat in an empty seat.
Stats alone: pro-hero ready.
SS-rank trait screams elite talent.
'Favorability 10. Below that is hostile—zero interest in me.'
I recalled the game. Ryu Hana was top-tier playable. Strong early, mid, late game.
'But as NPC? High chance of corruption late-game.'
Did I stare too openly? She glanced my way. I held her gaze. So did she.
-Beeeep
Ceiling speaker screeched. Examinees winced, including me.
-Ah, sorry. Mic's acting up.
Man's voice. Everyone tensed, listening.
-Examinees, Maruhan Academy entrance exam begins now. Morning: written test in Lecture Hall 1. Be there 10 minutes early. Repeating: From now...
Examinees surged out to Lecture Hall 1. Only a few, me and Ryu Hana included, moved leisurely.
I held back from approaching her and headed to the hall. To conquer Ryu Hana, make her come to me first.