Chapter 48
Chapter 48
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 48
Chapter Title: Sis, Make Room in Your Womb?
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Sis, make room in your womb?
"You came from NIS, right?"
"...Yes?"
NIS? What's that?
The moment I made a baffled face, Mesui curled up the corners of her mouth. Like she'd caught me red-handed.
"Looks like you got top-notch training in playing dumb too? I checked with my contacts at the prefectural police headquarters, and your background in Korea was spotless. Elementary, middle, high school—all perfect, even the circumstances of how you came to Japan. No matter how skilled Japan's intelligence agencies are, sprinkling that kind of seasoning all the way into another country's administrative systems would be damn near impossible. So it's obvious, isn't it? You're an agent from Korea's National Intelligence Service."
?
What... what the hell is this bullshit?
Her utterly ridiculous claim came out of nowhere, leaving me with a dumbfounded look. Mesui, on the other hand, seemed convinced she'd nailed it, looking all smug.
"Heh heh heh. Still gonna play innocent, huh? Fine, whatever. I'll set aside your true identity for now. What I really want to know is just one thing. Why are you here? Why is a black ops agent from Korea's National Intelligence Service protecting our students? Like with Ren last time. And now with Harumi. The Kanemochiru family's internal affairs are top secret, so how does someone like you dig into every little detail of Harumi's family drama while showing off your skills? What's your goal? The Kanemochiru company might be small, but it's a solid mid-tier firm... Still, no reason for a Korean national agency to swoop in and take it over. It's not even in defense."
As she spoke, piecing together her deductions in her head, her face gradually paled. No surprise—building a theory on such an absurd false premise would make her logic fall apart more and more.
"...So why save Tsumetai Ren? Why Nishikiyogumi...? Sigh... You're one inscrutable guy. Anyway, the point is I can't read your intentions. If I don't know why you're meddling in our academy, it's hard to cooperate. You're a foreign agent, after all."
This was a ridiculous misunderstanding.
So absurd I had no clue how to even unravel it.
"I'm not from the National Intelligence Service or any spy agency or whatever..."
I tried to explain in a deflated tone, but fire lit up in Mesui's eyes.
"Ha, right to the bitter end...! Fine. You wanna play it that way? Then I've got my ways too."
Mesui shot up from her seat and strode over to me. She grabbed the necktie of my uniform like a leash, tugging me toward the massive chairman's chair she'd been sitting in, then shoved me down into it. I could've resisted if I'd pushed back, but no need to get physical, so I just sat.
Thud!
"What are you doing, Director?"
"I've heard that agents like you go to extreme lengths to avoid having kids. That true?"
Why bring that up out of nowhere?
"Silence means yes, they say. Heh. Makes sense. Kids are always a fatal weakness. Especially one with a local in the ops zone—that's the worst case scenario."
Her face a bit flushed, Mesui climbed onto my lap.
"If you were really just a good student... none of that would matter. Right?"
This crazy woman.
She's going for the impregnation attack.
"N-No, wait! Even setting aside how insane that is, we can't—this is wrong. I'm a student, and you're the director—"
"Shh."
She pressed her index finger to my lips and stroked them softly.
"Mhm. My Sanghyeon. You're really a student, right...? Teacher's precious student. Hehe. Last time you did so well... so teacher's giving you a reward. Teacher will be gentle... so Sanghyeon just leave it all to teacher. All you have to do is think about feeling good, okay?"
"That's not the issue! I don't have a condom right now... and you're not on birth control either. Forget black ops or whatever—pregnancy isn't something to joke about so lightly—"
"Hmm~ So you're the type who worries about every little detail like that? Any guy your age would've lost it and pounced already. You're freakishly calm."
"Argh, seriously, I'm telling you it's not true...! Ugh, damn it!"
I'm about to explode.
But the more frustrated I got, the more Mesui seemed fired up for some inexplicable reason. Maybe her pride was hurt that I wasn't falling for her blatant seduction.
"It's fine. If Sanghyeon is really a student, teacher won't mind if you do whatever. No. Re. spon. sibility. Creampie. All~ of it forgiven. If a baby comes, teacher will take full responsibility and raise it with love. Okay? Sanghyeon just fill teacher up with baby batter. No tiring stuff for you, promise? Huh? Just think about feeling good...?♡"
Haaa...♡
Her moist, hot breath tickling my ear.
False temptation.
Peak false temptation.
1. If I were a real agent, I'd refuse to make a kid.
2. A horny guy in his prime wouldn't turn down a woman offering no-strings creampie.
A pretty solid trap.
But that wasn't the only problem.
Whoosh!
The ancient switch in my brain, evolved over eons for breeding, flipped on, and my dick swelled like it was gonna burst.
Mesui's thick female scent and the massive tits squishing against my chest had already been pushing me to the limit, but her offer of 'no-responsibility creampie'—every man's dream—made my body slip out of control.
"Oh my~♡ What a impressive tool you've got there...?"
She ran her fingertips teasingly over the outline of my erection tenting between my legs.
"Even an agent can't hold back? Or are you really just a good boy...? Huh? Shall we check?"
With blood rushing to my head from the overexcitement, my vision cleared instead, and various scenarios flashed through my mind. Sex with Mesui now and knocking her up would lead to the worst outcome.
I hadn't even had my first kiss with Ren, Harumi, or the other heroines yet. Impregnating a non-Fukuren target here would straight-up bad end me.
Mesui might try to hide it, but pregnancy shows—a belly swells. Can't hide it forever, and I can't control every variable. This cake is poisoned.
I grabbed her shoulders firmly and pushed her away.
"Hng... Guess you're not a student after all—"
"No. I am a student."
She glared at me, clearly annoyed by my resistance.
"Keep lying like that—!"
"Sis. Listen carefully."
I cut her off and locked eyes with her.
"I love Ren. Truly love her."
"Wha—what...?"
Thump!
"A-Ahem! Why say something like that all of a sudden?!"
For a split second, I could've sworn I felt her heart pounding wildly. Do all women have a soft spot for straightforward love confessions like this?
I pressed on without losing momentum.
"I get why you think I'm a spy, but I swear on my love—I'm not lying. And I'll protect that love."
"N-No, wait. You just said you love Ren a second ago? How does helping Harumi protect that love... Wait, no way?"
"Yes. Fukuren. I'm going for Fukuren. And my Fukuren target is Harumi. Ren agreed to me helping Harumi too. That's the only reason I'm helping her. I'm not some National Intelligence Service agent—I'm just a fool who fell in love with two women at once."
Mesui, her trembling eyes forcing a staring contest with me, finally looked away first.
"...That's cheating."
"Pardon?"
"Making me remember the old days like that is cheating, Sanghyeon."
!
It worked.
"Haaa..."
She let out a heated sigh and obediently climbed off my lap.
"Fine. I still have my doubts, but after a confession that hot, I at least have to pretend to buy it."
Mesui pulled a sheet from the pile of documents on her desk and handed it to me.
"I'll help. But on one condition. This isn't just a favor—promise you'll keep working with me going forward."
I hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
"Deal."
She smiled in satisfaction, but frowned again as she glanced at what I was writing on the paper.
"Hey. Put your real identity. For real."
"Why do you keep pushing that, Director? I'm telling you, I'm not."
"Of course I believe you. But people in my position have to prepare for the one-in-a-million chance. Paranoia comes with the territory. So write this: 'As a black ops agent, I will actively cooperate with proposals that do not harm my country's interests.' Or something like that. If you're really just a student, it's meaningless empty words anyway, right?"
Like she said, since I'm not an agent, signing a blank check like this shouldn't matter...
...Right?
What if it blows up later and they haul me off? Turn into a diplomatic incident...?
Nah, no way.
Shaking off the grim thought, I signed at the bottom.
[Yu Sanghyeon]
"Perfect... You're really head over heels for our students, huh?"
Mesui clearly still saw me as that damn black ops agent. She was even touched that I'd put my 'real' identity on paper and signed.
"That's true, but... Ugh. Think what you want. Anyway, help me now. We need to save Harumi fast."
She heard about the hospital bill I'd witnessed and made a sour face.
"Five million yen by next week. Yeah, it's a chunk of change, but you could handle that solo, right? With your op funds or whatever. I don't get why you'd allocate that kind of budget to one of our students."
Mesui, still treating me like a National Intelligence Service agent and getting petty about it.
God, this woman's pushing my buttons.
"Sis, keep it up and I'll really knock you up. Huh? Make room in that womb? No reservations? Why keep provoking me like this? What do you want—piss me off? Cut it out."
"H-Huh...!?"
I shot to my feet, glaring down at her irritably, and she looked up at me with a startled, cowed expression. Like a switch had flipped in her, she clutched her lower belly and hunched over awkwardly.
"Hah... S-Such dirty talk... Ngh..."
Her breathing was ragged, her face flushed.
Her inner thighs trembled faintly.
This... is exactly what I think it is, right?