This Instructor Serves for Free [2]

Gawella had become my personal instructor, teaching me without accepting a single coin. But that didn't mean she had no expectations at all.

"Sion. With your talent, you'll surely reach the Celestial Realm. Just imagining that moment gets me so excited."

"The Celestial Realm..."

"It's the realm I've always dreamed of."

Reaching the Celestial Realm. That was the reason Gawella was teaching me. She'd recognized her own talent as a Weapon Master at a young age and climbed to astonishing heights early on. But precisely because of that, she had also clearly seen the limits of her potential.

"But it's also a domain I could never attain."

The moment she felt those limits, Gawella's goal shifted. Instead of reaching that realm herself, she began searching for someone who could.

"I'll do my best."

I wasn't sure if I could actually reach it. The Celestial Realm itself was a mythical state passed down like legend among the Yaka tribe. Still, maybe I could pull it off?

"Sion. I can't hold back anymore. I'm too excited."

Suddenly, Gawella stripped off her clothes. Her face twisted into that same lewd expression from yesterday, when she'd milked me dry over and over.

"Excited just thinking about the future?"

"No. It's from sparring with you, feeling your skill and potential firsthand."

Ah. So the excitement I'd read with Mind Reader's Curse was sexual after all? Truth be told, I was excited too. Not for the same reason, but...

Her skimpy top and sweat-soaked leggings clinging to every curve. How could any man not get hard with a woman like that right in front of him? Especially when she spun during our training—her elastic ass and thighs jiggled so enticingly.

"So, is training over for today?"

We were two hours early compared to the agreed time. I figured we'd spend that time satisfying our urges, but Gawella shook her head as if I'd said something ridiculous.

"You've already designated your cock as a Primal Weapon, so this is just another part of training."

"Ah."

Right. That's how it worked? My proud bat could be recognized as a true weapon. Yesterday, I'd definitely leveled up skills through sex with her...

It was such an alien way to grow stronger that I'd forgotten about it for a moment.

"Sion. Time for payback from yesterday."

What was this about? The naked Gawella provocatively placed her foot on my crotch and grinned.

"Yesterday, you made me cum more times. But today, I'll make you cum more than that."

Confidence oozed from Gawella's face and voice. Her emotions, transmitted via Mind Reader's Curse, were nearly certain.

"You think you can beat me this time?"

"Of course. Yesterday, it was my first time, so I showed weakness. Today will be different."

Even if she acknowledged my talent, she hated losing, huh? Her voice and emotions burned with a fierce determination to win. It was so her—charmingly competitive. But I had my own pride I wouldn't yield on this.

"This spar will be different."

"Heh. Shall we make a bet to raise the stakes?"

"A bet?"

"Loser obeys the winner's command. Anything goes."

"Anything?"

"Yes. Anything."

A flood of perverted ideas raced through my mind. But if I lost, what would she ask for? Should I peek with Mind Reader's Curse?

"If you win, what will you make me do?"

"I haven't thought of anything yet."

(I haven't thought of anything yet.)

She really hadn't. Of course, whatever she asked, I wouldn't lose anyway.

"I'll show you I'm one step ahead in this spar."

"Heh. We'll see about that."

I pulled out my now rock-hard weapon.

At the start, Gawella brimmed with confidence.

"Heh. Sion. If it gets too tough, just surrender. I'll stop then."

She'd even slathered love gel on my cock herself and mounted me right from the beginning. I got it. Yesterday, she'd climaxed ten times against me but recovered with insane stamina. With that experience today, she must've thought she could dominate.

But she didn't know one thing. I'd grown a lot stronger overnight. Specifically, my weapon had.

I slammed that weapon deep into Gawella's asshole ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠as she lay prone on the bed.

Squelch!

"H-hit! H-heek! Hee-it!"

Gawella's body twitched violently.

Sluuuurp!

Pulling my hips back, her tightly clenched anus stretched and clung, trailing out.

Already cum inside her several times, white foam bubbled up with every friction.

Squiiiish! Thwack!

Thrusting forward hard again—

Drip... Driiip.

Her rarely used crimson pussy spasmed, gushing juices nonstop.

"Gawella. How's it feel? Still got some left in you?"

"Hee... Hee-it... Urrgh..."

Two hours of nonstop pleasure had wrecked her; she couldn't form proper words. But I had a way to understand her.

The screen floating above her head had a pink background. Hearts bobbed around, pulsing larger and smaller with every hard thrust of my hips, throbbing in rhythm.

Even without it, she was hot as hell—but the screen made it even lewder.

"Gawella. What's wrong? You look drained. Ready to tap out?"

"Hit! Hee-ik... Hnng!"

Classic Gawella. The unbreakable will fitting my instructor. Fine then—I'd respond with overwhelming power.

Good thing I prepared.

Thanks to gamblers picking up trash for me all night, filling my Luck Gauge was a breeze. I quickly enhanced my cock, then used the extra time to buy and enhance more adult toys.

My inventory was stocked with several of these. Without missing a beat on my thrusts, I gripped one in each hand.

Squish. Squish. Slap!

"Hrrngh! Hit?"

One pressed her lower belly or gave light slaps.

Rub rub ruuub. Slap!

"Hnnngh... Gk, guh...k? Hit!"

The other smacked her tits and mercilessly ground her swollen nipples.

"N-no more... Hee-it! No more... Si... on... Hrrngh!"

"Gawella. Can't hear you. If it's too much, just surrender. I'll stop then."

"I-I lost! I surrender! My weak ass lost to Sion's mighty cock! Hnnngh! C-cumming again!"

Only two days into the job change, but I had a Weapon Master's memories and experience. Wielding three weapons—my cock included—I sent her over the edge. Her ass clenched tight at climax, nearly pushing me to cum too.

"Gonna spray it on you."

Pulling out of her slack hole, Gawella turned to me on her knees, submitting fully.

A woman way stronger than me, climaxing and surrendering because of me. My male pride swelled.

I unloaded massively on her back. White cum coated her body, standing out starkly against her tanned skin. Felt like marking conquered territory—thrilling.

Gawella thought the same. She even opened her mouth to catch my cum, smiling wide.

"Even better than yesterday..."

"Felt great for me too."

Whoa. That's a ton of training gains. Beyond expectations. This much proficiency from just two hours of sex? Do this daily, and I'd level skills effortlessly.

"Anyway, I won, right?"

"Yes. You won. To think I'd lose so easily..."

Yeah. I was surprised too. Knew I'd win, but not this fast or decisively. I gave stronger stimulation than yesterday, sure—but she seemed way too weak.

"Probably because the mental pleasure hit harder."

"Mental pleasure?"

"Yeah. Seems I've developed feelings for you."

"...Pardon?"

"Romantic feelings."

This caught me off guard. Sure, I liked Gawella too... but I wasn't planning to settle for one woman.

I'm gonna enjoy this life to the fullest.

Before regression—right when the Demon God descended on Earth—my life became endless abstinence. I knew I was the strongest. Basically, the world's hope. So I rolled and rolled. Held back on food, rest, sleep. Sex too, obviously. Ignored women I saved who spread their legs in gratitude. Even brushed off a former idol begging me to hold her to overcome her trauma. One moment of sloth could doom everything—that fear made me endure it all.

And I still lost.

Despite all that grinding, I couldn't beat the Demon God. Facing death at its hands, it hit me.

Ah, fuck. All that effort, and no reward?

If I'm dying anyway, I should've just lived it up.

Like back when I thought ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Heroes was just a game—pure fun. No regrets then.

Luckily, the Goddess sent me back. So I resolved: this life, total indulgence. I'd moderate as a person should, but never repress myself.

And fuck plenty of women.

Bluntly, I wanted a promiscuous life. Plus, judging by how my luck worked so far, it'd be easy.

So fully reciprocating Gawella's feelings would be tough. But rejecting her outright might cost me a great instructor.

While I pondered, Gawella was lost in her own thoughts, frowning as she muttered.

"Hmm... Those women won't believe today's story either."

"Women?"

"Ah. I have close female friends. Told them about yesterday with you, but they wouldn't believe it."

Ah. Rumors spread too fast—I should've guessed she blabbed.

"Ha! They said since I'm a virgin I don't get it, or it was just intense 'cause it was my first time—dismissing me like that."

Makes sense. Hard to believe. I'd doubt it too if someone told me.

Gawella pouted, then licked her lips.

"Too bad. If I'd won, I'd have asked you to fuck them. That would've proved my words weren't lies."

Huh? Did I hear right? Didn't she just say she had feelings for me?

"Huh? Gawella. Why the face?"

"Uh... Didn't you just say you have feelings for me?"

"Yes."

(Yes.)

Not a mishearing. Her thoughts matched.

"But... you want me to fuck other women?"

"Sorry. Was that unpleasant? My apologies."

"N-no, that's not it... You're okay with that, Gawella?"

"Of course."

Her black eyes blazed.

"Imagining you—the one I taught—conquering and subduing other women? It's prideful. Exciting."

"...Really?"

Seemed like a Gawella thing, Yaka tribe aside.

"Besides, I can't satisfy you alone anyway."

She eyed my still-hard cock apologetically. She offered hands or mouth, but she looked exhausted, so I let her rest.

"Gawella. Get some sleep."

"Thanks, Sion. I'll nap."

I tucked her in and left the house. No need for her to push herself. Someone else was waiting.

Time to see Egelina.

She had a quest. And the rewards were no joke. Huge Luck ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Ticket aside, that Treasure Map caught my eye.

Plus, 'Egelina' in rewards... like she's a prize?

One more thing bugged me—I'd check it out. And satisfy some urges while at it?