Chapter 120: The Chaotic Night School Class
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 120: The Chaotic Night School Class
After that first-day bath event, Cassia-san made sure to wash up separately, so there wasn't much excitement. We could've been touching each other's important bits, having some small talk in bed, maybe even making a baby together...
It broke my heart that she turned into a bashful virgin just because of one little squirting session.
It wasn't like she'd pissed herself like Camel or Morian; I'd simply shown her the pleasures of being a woman by fiddling with her cute little bean. To have her be so wary of me was nothing short of an injustice.
And yet, the way she'd whimper and secretly masturbate in bed was truly wicked. Of course, I'd cling to her back or shift slightly while pretending to talk in my sleep, doubling her sense of guilt. In a way, you could say we had a very mutually supportive relationship.
Even though Cassia spent those four days and three nights obsessed with masturbating and whining like a puppy in the dark, the schedule proceeded as normal.
Day Two: Morning—Hunting, Lunch—Cooking, Afternoon—Hiking.
Day Three: Morning—Fishing, Lunch—Cooking, Afternoon—Hunting.
Day Four: Morning—Swordsmanship, Lunch—Cooking, Afternoon—Hiking.
I wanted to just stay at the house and massage Cassia’s tits, but our youngest was running around like a fish in water the moment we hit the mountains. Just following her was exhausting.
And most decisively:
"Oppa! This tree says it's hurting!"
"Sure..."
"Oppa! This tree says it won't have any fruit this year!"
"Right..."
It wasn't like she was going through a chuunibyou phase, but listening to her talk about hearing the voices of trees was a chore.
"Oppa, there's a bird inside here! It says it comes out at night!"
"Okay."
"It looks... like, round! And big! And cool!"
"Did the tree tell you that?"
"Umm... I don't know! I just know!"
I didn't know what kind of nonsense an inferior species like an elf was spewing about hearing the voices of plants. First she said they told her, then she said she just knew. I felt like my future was going to be a bit miserable thanks to this stupid younger sister who couldn't even keep her "concept" straight.
"Oppa, can't you hear the trees?"
Only someone like me, with superior Dragon Factors and the status of an SSS-Rank Male, could hear the voices of animals. Seeing her so full of herself already made my heart ache as her brother.
"I can hear the voices of animals."
My little sister was daring to "compare" herself to me.
Comparison is something you do between equals. The very idea of me being on the same level as an inferior elf like my mother was absurd. If she weren't so young, the way this brat was acting would be an unforgivable load of bullshit.
But since I was the adult, I had no choice but to be broad-minded and accept it.
"Whoa! Then that! That squirrel over there! What's he saying!?"
I looked closely at the large lump—I wasn't sure if it was a squirrel or what, but it looked big enough to eat a chipmunk, maybe 20cm long.
—Ugh, I want to get laid. Sex, sex, sex. Is there a good male around?!
"...It says it's hungry."
"Poor thing! I should give it my snack!"
The youngest threw a snack at the bulked-up squirrel. It flew with pinpoint accuracy and incredible speed, slamming the sugary treat right into the squirrel's eye. The squirrel screamed and fled.
—MY EYEEEEEES!!! MY EYEEEEEES!!! AAAAGH!!! AAAAGH!!! HELP ME!!! HELP MEEE!!! I CAN'T SEE!!!
"Aw! How mean! I even shared mine!"
"...It says thank you."
"Really!? Hehe, I'm a good girl, right?"
I patted her head.
—NOOOO!!! I don't want to die!!! I'm still a virgi-i-i-in!!!
I didn't want to hear the voices of animals anymore. After repeating the thought of muting them a few times, the squirrel's screams faded away.
Being able to selectively hear the animals I wanted to hear... I really was talented.
Especially considering how the youngest, who claimed to enjoy the trees' voices, was now covering her ears and complaining that they were too loud after only a few hours.
I thought she was just an idiot, but seeing how she committed to the bit, I figured I could raise her well and give her some early education so she could eventually hand over her salary to me.
***
The five-day, four-night camping trip ended, and I returned to my daily routine: training with my meat toilets and pets to become a human weapon capable of defeating Im Su-yeon.
I was starting to get bored of learning the violin from Yuseoha. I was contemplating ditching the perverted singer sister who treated me like her "Sugar Son" to find a new source of dopamine when I ran into my stalker.
"Oh my! Master~!"
Teacher Yang—the perverted teacher who clung to me relentlessly at school and had a pretty face but no money—was at the fitness center.
"Teacher, this area is off-limits to unauthorized personnel."
"I'm a member here too~!"
I looked at Ambersteel, who was guarding the front desk. For the record, Ambersteel was the blonde-haired, tanned delinquent sister who had almost been killed by Sooty for trying to make a move on me last time.
"She is indeed a member, Young Master."
This place was a base and training ground for Hindel's thugs. No, correction—for the sisters who did the heavy lifting. To the outside world, it was known as a fitness center, but the basement housed a fighting arena. Since so many people got hurt, they had surgeons and even rare healers on standby at all times.
"How? Yang has no connections, no money, and no power."
"Hehe."
Even though it wasn't a compliment, Lee Ji-yeon rubbed under her nose and grinned.
"No, explain. How did you get in this time?"
"It was a bit easier than making a vice-principal or getting a fast-track appointment."
There were always plenty of bad people, and very few elites who wanted to work under Hindel.
There were two main ways the mafia gathered smart people. Either they were born bastards who would do anything for money, or they were exceptionally talented individuals the mafia scouted and trained.
Lee Ji-yeon, however, had entered through a different route entirely.
Namely.
"The... Chairwoman personally wrote me a recommendation letter."
I wondered what she was doing acting all friendly and cozy with Hindel at the sports day, and it turned out she'd secured a recommendation. Not a recommendation to work out at the fitness center, but to be a low-level employee at Marika's company!
"I did good, right~?"
Of course, if a crazy bitch showed up with a recommendation from Hindel, no one was going to treat her like a mere low-level employee. They'd just coddle her like a "person of interest" and do their best to make sure her name never reached the Chairwoman's ears for the wrong reasons.
"...Do you even know what kind of place this is?"
"Yes! I'm also volunteering for the night school class!"
From what I heard, they were running a night school for the sisters who were good at fighting but had neglected their studies.
She might have entered as a low-level employee, but it seemed she was being treated with respect as a "teacher" by the sisters who were hungry for knowledge.
"Aren't civil servants prohibited from holding second jobs?"
"I'm not getting paid! The principal even let me off work early, saying I was doing a good deed!"
The principal probably didn't have the guts to tell her to teach proper kids instead of mafia members if she wanted to be a teacher.
This crazy sheep was slowly eating away at society in places where I wasn't looking.
"Oh, Teacher, you're here? The Young Master came with you?"
I stepped into the room they'd converted into a classroom to see what was going on in the night school, and found a group of muscular sisters sitting together.
And right at the front.
"Whitey, why are you here?"
"Ah, well... my education is a bit lacking... I wanted to try going to college. The Boss said she'd let me go if I passed the entrance exams."
Seeing Whitey scratching her cheek and smiling, I didn't know what to say.
I didn't know whether to insult her for a mafia member daring to step into the sacred ivory tower, or praise her for trying to live like a decent human being. It was too difficult for me.
Lee Ji-yeon's stalking was getting out of hand, but it was hard to yell at her when she wasn't technically doing anything bad. I was annoyed, so I just smacked her butt.
Spank!
"Eek~!"
Hearing the sheep's voice as she laughed happily made my trust in her plummet.
"I'm going to watch and see if you're teaching our sisters anything weird! If you teach them nonsense just because they're a bit slow, I'm telling Hindel everything!"
"Everyone is studying so hard... They're better than the kids in my regular class, you know?"
"How can cancerous mafia members be better? I'll be watching!"
I stood at the front of the classroom and warned Lee Ji-yeon. Then, I sat down next to Whitey, who was unfairly using her power to have a desk all to herself.
"The Young Master is being too harsh."
"I kind of like it, though. It gives me chills."
"Honestly... it's a little hot..."
"We are kind of like a blight on society, though."
I ignored the nonsense coming from the back. I needed to check if she was actually teaching or just playing around and talking trash to these thick-headed thugs, so I decided to audit the class.
"Alright~ that's it for today's lesson. Your homework is page 231 in the textbook~!"
The self-produced textbook was thick, but everyone seemed to be using their bound copies well.
There was almost no idle chatter; she just went through the progress, solved problems, and gave examples. It wasn't boring at all, and two hours flew by.
More than that.
"Why... was that actually a good lesson?"
"Ahem...!"
Lee Ji-yeon looked immensely proud of herself.