Chapter 77
Chapter 77
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 77
Chapter Title: Aunt, Furious at Biological Father's Appearance, Finally Goes Too Far (3)
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Infinite Hero Cultivation Academy. It's the academy with the highest admission rate in Korea.
"What? Your dream job is to be a hero?"
"Then you must want to go to Infinite Academy, right?"
They understand without needing to say it outright. If hero is the dream, everyone eyes Infinite Academy first.
It's like aiming for a top university in Seoul.
But it's different from those universities. No matter how big a student's dreams are, they don't all gun straight for the top school right away. Academies are another story.
Everyone's full of hope. The moment they sense mana, they all start dreaming big.
"No one knows yet!"
"You can go to Infinite too. You can handle mana, after all."
When they first awaken their talents, they don't know their own limits. They naturally think they can make it to Infinite Academy.
Unfortunately, those wings get clipped soon enough.
They figure out their talent levels when they hang out with peers.
That doesn't mean they give up on their dreams. Few switch career paths after abandoning them.
Students captivated by the heroic image yearn for it. They dive in, ignoring the shadows.
'Doesn't matter. I'm going to become a hero anyway.'
Han-seol swung her sword. The blade dove sharply toward her opponent—a level beyond what peers could block.
The mana density in her sword was different. The time she'd accumulated was different. Her talent, hidden behind an ordinary appearance, was utterly overwhelming.
"Han-seol! As expected of Han-seol!"
"The next generation's on her!"
"Don't go to another country! Stay in Korea!"
The crowd's cheers echoed. Everyone was watching Han-seol. She returned to the waiting room feeling unnecessarily proud.
She'd easily advanced to the quarterfinals.
'Yeon-woo's in Group B, right?'
Back in the waiting room, Han-seol immediately looked for Juyeon-woo. He was in Group B. She'd only meet him if he made it to the finals.
'No chance, huh?'
She rated Juyeon-woo's talent highly. But he lacked drive. Call it desperate motivation. He wasn't fueled enough by the hero dream.
To Han-seol, it seemed like he did it because he could. He had the talent for hero work, so he became one. If he'd had talent elsewhere, he'd have dropped it fast.
Still, she hoped he'd climb as far as possible. For his future, getting noticed in the Hero Tournament wouldn't hurt.
Group A matches were underway. Han-seol analyzed her next opponent while eating an early lunch. She relaxed, warmed up, and waited for her turn.
Group A Round of 16 concluded! Now, Group B Round of 16! The Round of 16 dragged on. Unlike the Round of 32 where stamina overflowed, they were pacing themselves more, thinking ahead.
"Yeon-woo... Do your best...!"
Juyeon-woo's face appeared on the monitor. He faced his opponent, spear lowered, locked in standoff.
Juyeon-woo was serious. His mind was filled with thoughts of victory.
'He's different from usual.'
Unlike his usual stoic, introverted self, he was passionate. A new side. An expression and stance Han-seol had never seen. It struck her differently.
Handsome.
'My boyfriend.'
Academy rules kept it from others, but someday she'd announce it. That boy was her boyfriend. Han-seol counted the days.
Match starting! Juyeon-woo clashed with his opponent. Sparks flew intensely. The dizzying sight amped up the crowd's roar. If anything, it sounded louder and fiercer than during Han-seol's match.
Han-seol clenched her fists, glued to the monitor. More nervous than her own match.
'I control my fights, but not Yeon-woo's.'
Too tense. Her heart felt like bursting. Sweat dripped from her hands; she couldn't look away. She watched closely to give feedback later.
Thankfully, Juyeon-woo won.
'With Yeon-woo's skill, quarterfinals are no problem!'
Quarterfinals might be tougher. Thinking that, Han-seol caught her breath.
"More exhausting than my own match. Whew."
Time to clear the arena and prep the next cadets.
Han-seol chugged water and left the waiting room. Heading to the bathroom.
[Infinite Hero Juyeon-woo Waiting Room] She passed Juyeon-woo's waiting room on the way. Thought about a quick word, but passed.
She put off meeting him to keep her taut tension intact.
"...Teacher Eum Ji-hye...?"
A familiar face passed in the waiting room hallway. Eum Ji-hye. C Class homeroom teacher. Han-seol wondered why she was wandering the cadet hallways.
"Oh, for Yeon-woo?"
She realized right away. Two cadets from C Class were competing. Made sense she'd come to advise, especially with quarterfinal advancement.
Han-seol passed Eum Ji-hye and headed to the bathroom.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "W-What if you call me here!"
Eum Ji-hye glanced around nervously as she entered the waiting room. Her awkward stance suggested she'd been paranoid about prying eyes on the way.
"I made it to the quarterfinals."
"Congrats. I believed in you, Yeon-woo."
"Then I deserve my reward."
"......"
We'd made a bet. If I reached the Hero Tournament quarterfinals, she'd allow bareback creampie.
I was cashing in now.
'I could wait for ovulation day...'
But did I need to? No—unlocking bareback creampie mattered more than the date.
'I can just throw a tantrum then.'
Whine a bit, and Eum Ji-hye would cave. I was sure of it.
That's why I'd called her here.
To soothe my aching, rock-hard cock.
"Teacher, I can't focus like this."
"Y-Yeon-woo! Don't just drop your pants like that!"
I stripped off my pants in front of Eum Ji-hye. She freaked, rushing over to pull them up.
Stadium waiting room, maybe? She looked a bit scared. Fair enough—getting caught would end her life.
I got her reaction, but it wasn't my problem.
"Teacher. You said bareback creampie if I hit quarterfinals."
"Th-That's true, but..."
"So why not?"
I was under hypnosis. Making her love me. Every word came from affection for Eum Ji-hye.
So I could be unreasonable. I craved her body because I loved her so much. She'd understand.
"Teacher, that's mean. For you, I trained hard even though I was scared..."
I fake-sniffled. She'd panic, waving her hands.
In this world, a man's tears were a weapon.
"N-No, no. Teacher will keep her promise."
"Do it quick, please."
"...But not here, right? Hero Tournament's going on outside... Teacher's not mentally ready yet..."
"You did bareback the first time."
"That was..."
First hypnosis hit, we'd done bareback creampie sex.
Didn't want her virginity loss with a condom. Wanted her hymen torn by bare cock, not rubber. Selfish, sure.
"Why not? I want bareback with you, Teacher. Want to shove my bare cock in your pussy. Going crazy wanting it."
I whined like mad. If I were a girl, I'd hate it. But women here weren't normal.
Eum Ji-hye wasn't normal.
"A-Alright! Fine!"
The type to cave when a guy whines. Easier than anyone. That was Eum Ji-hye.
She sighed in disbelief.
"You like Teacher that much?"
"Love you so much. I love you, Teacher."
Eum Ji-hye let out a hollow laugh, freshly realizing her hypnosis app's power.
"Shower in the waiting room?"
"Yeah."
"Shower first, then? Can you hold out?"
Her eyes dropped to my bulging crotch.
I shook my head firmly.
"Can't hold it. Want it now."
"......"
Like a dog in heat possessed me. I yanked down her skirt and panties, grabbing her ass. No time to think.
"W-Why are you like this? Really..."
"Blood's boiling. The match?"
I hiked up her skirt and pulled down her panties.
"Skirt today, Teacher? Cute."
Eum Ji-hye flinched, stiffening. Caught off-guard by the sudden compliment.
I seized the moment, slamming into her pussy. Laughably, it was already wet.
Squelch-! Squelch-!
"Ahhng...!"
"You were expecting it, Teacher? Since I called you?"
"N-Not like thaaat...!"
"Lying's bad, Teacher. Can't lie to a cadet."
I pounded her with my bare cock, tormenting Eum Ji-hye. I creampied her pussy full before the next match. Her bushy mound turned creamy white.