Chapter 64
"How did you know?"
"—So that's what happened?"
"Yes, President."
After the commotion died down, we explained everything to the Valkyries and police who showed up, then returned to the academy to report the patrol incidents to Brynhildr. Listening to our report, she flinched for a split second when she glanced at me, then casually lifted her cup and took a sip of coffee before speaking to us.
"Void General Radgridz… Unexpected. She's famous for always sticking by the Void Empress's side, yet she showed up here… I've only clashed with her once myself, purely by chance around this time last year."
"Couldn't tell you her goal. She claimed she was just out for a bit of fun…"
"Probably the truth. Likely testing her combat senses with a raid while scouting the academy's and cadets' current strength and movements. And you drove her off…"
Keep your mouths shut about what really went down.
Brynhildr's proud gaze toward us had me and Baek Geum-hwa exchanging glances and nodding subtly. No way they'd believe it anyway, but knowing Brynhildr's personality, admitting we'd wrecked a villain with brutal pussy rape and 14 hours of nonstop sex? Who knows what punishment she'd hand down.
Worst case, she'd toss us to the Valkyries.
"More importantly, Guidance Committee Chief."
"Yes!"
"A-Are you alright? Your face looks… pretty roughed up. Did Radgridz do that?"
"Well…"
Just then, Brynhildr finally noticed my battered face and started inspecting it closely. My mug was swollen everywhere, looking like a lumpy potato. I shot Setsuna a glare without a word, and she fired back like she was innocent—hell, like she'd been waiting for this—blurting to Brynhildr.
"Exactly, President! This creep groped me under the pretense of supporting me! You must punish this filthy pervert harshly…!"
"It wasn't like I wanted to! And beating my face to hell just for grabbing your tits?! I told you, if I hadn't grabbed them like climbing holds, I'd have fallen!"
"You bastard still—!"
If Geum-hwa hadn't shoved me. My resentful glare naturally turned her way. She'd been helping me along fine, then to play it off awkwardly, she pushed me toward Setsuna, making my hand shoot out to her chest by accident.
Okay, fine, technically I ended up groping Setsuna's massive tits and motorboating them like Radgridz's, but that only happened because Geum-hwa dumped me on her. Blame game settled.
Setsuna, dismissing my excuses as obvious bullshit, slid her hand to her waist like she was about to draw her sword, yelling at me.
"I saw it all! That lecherous, evil grin on your face right before you grabbed my breasts!"
"That's your delusion. I'm innocent."
"…You do look pretty beat."
Geum-hwa backed me up, her conscience kicking in. Setsuna shot her the same resentful glare—technically, you shoved him at me—but Geum-hwa just gave her a cynical what're you gonna do about it? stare.
"That bitch…!"
"Enough. Planning another ruckus here?"
"Ugh… Sorry."
Brynhildr's intervention finally made Setsuna realize she'd gotten too heated. She clicked her tongue at me like I got lucky, while Brynhildr sighed softly at her fiery state and said,
"Vice President Setsuna, Guidance Committee Vice Chief Geum-hwa. Mind stepping out for a bit?"
"Y-Yes?!"
"Can I go home?"
Setsuna's eyes bulged like thunderstruck. Meanwhile, I sneakily pinched Geum-hwa's ass. Setsuna leaned in, demanding why her specifically, but Brynhildr sighed again.
"You're way too worked up, Vice President. Looked ready to restart this morning's fight. Am I wrong?"
"Urk… My apologies…"
"Hey, why keep pinching…!"
I scolded Geum-hwa to rein it in as she started blabbing again. Setsuna, unable to defy Brynhildr, relented.
"Then I'll step out."
"You too—don't start fighting again. Go check on your little sister or something."
"Can I?"
"I can handle the report alone. Don't cause trouble. Got it?"
"Got it, so—!"
I patted Geum-hwa's pussy lightly to calm her trembling outrage at the ongoing harassment, then let go. She glared daggers, zapping with electricity, before following Setsuna out. Watching them go, I worried they'd clash again and glanced at Brynhildr, who sighed once more. The door clicked shut, and she instantly changed demeanor, so I leaned in.
"Want a massage?"
"W-What?! What nonsense is that?!"
"You want one but couldn't ask in front of Vice President Setsuna and Vice Chief Geum-hwa…"
"Never! See you're talking crap again—guess Setsuna didn't hit you hard enough. Sit there instead of spouting bullshit."
"Heh heh heh, yes ma'am."
Brynhildr's face flushed beet red, pointing to the sofa where we'd chatted that morning. The horny bitch scent wafting from the open window tempted me to play hooky right there, but seeing her fetch the first-aid kit from the corner, I obediently plopped on the sofa.
Wonder if I can make her do something nastier now?
My dick throbbed, demanding to connect with her pussy rapist line already, but I held back. Unlike before, I made space for her beside me. Sure enough, she sat lightly next to me with the kit and dabbed alcohol-soaked cotton on my face.
Do you usually disinfect swelling like this? The thought crossed my mind, but I let it slide.
"You really went through hell today."
"Hell? That's just this job. Doing what I always do."
"When I first heard the report, my heart dropped. Had to play it cool for appearances, but inside, I couldn't stop shaking. If Setsuna hadn't said it was over, I'd have rushed to the scene."
"Worried about me?"
"Don't misunderstand. I was worried about Setsuna and Vice Chief Geum-hwa too."
"Aw."
Would've been a perfect excuse if it'd been just me. I smacked my lips inwardly in regret.
Then,
"But… I was more worried about you. True."
"Gasp!"
Brynhildr's face pinked as she dabbed my cheek again.
"Don't get the wrong idea again! I worried more because a non-combatant like you was caught in that! Nothing else!"
"Heh heh heh, sure sure. Uh, President? Sorry, but how long on the disinfecting…"
"About to apply ointment! Such a lewd bastard…"
"Gasp…!"
Her apple-red face and frantic excuses halted as I grinned lewdly. She tsked, yanking my tie loose roughly.
"President, mind if I ask what you're doing?"
"Q-Quiet. You know damn well. Or did you not stare at my tits the whole time hoping for this…?!"
"Busted?"
I deadpanned, and she glared like think I don't know your game? before unbuttoning her blouse one by one.
"Even with your leverage over me, to demand something this shameless…!"
"Did I demand? I just looked at your tits."
"At least pretend to deny it."
She unhooked her bra last, letting her enormous tits flop out. She tried hand-bra-ing her inverted nipples, but I gently pulled her hands away. Tsking like she had no choice, she bared them fully.
"Huh, they're perky."
"I-It's cold! Not what you think—don't misunderstand. This is just… a hot titpussy compress."
"Of course. Never crossed my mind you couldn't forget my hands and sucked your own nipples while pussy-jerking solo…"
She'd caught on from my blatant staring and offered the lewd ointment-on-tits compress. I giggled back, and her flushed, embarrassed face froze solid.
"H-How did you know…?!"
"Huh?"
"How did you know I sucked my own nipples while pussy-jerking?! Hidden cameras in the office?!"