Chapter 13
Chapter 13
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 13
Chapter Title: Sometimes Even Teachers Want to Play Hooky (1)
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By the next day when I headed to school, I couldn't help but be flustered.
During morning homeroom, the person who came into the classroom to relay announcements wasn't Teacher Michelle.
"Teacher Michelle isn't feeling well, so she's resting at home. That means I'll be taking over this class as her substitute today."
Teacher Michelle was more diligent about school matters than anyone.
How bad must her condition be if she's resting at home?
I couldn't just sit still at my desk, worried about her and feeling guilty for breaking our promise.
'Looks like I need to go check on her.'
I shot my hand up and spoke.
"Teacher, my head hurts so bad—mind if I go home early?"
Scarlet Magic Women's University was strict about discipline and academic performance, but it had its lenient side toward students. That was why I could leave early right now. For personal reasons like today, all I had to do was make up one class later. Naturally, I headed straight to Teacher Michelle's house.
Ding-dong.
I rang the bell, but there was no answer.
"Teacher, you there?"
Still no response. Was she not home? At the hospital maybe? Or maybe she was too sick to even move.
Worried, I went to knock but stopped myself. It felt like I shouldn't draw attention from the neighbors or anyone nearby. Instead, I unlocked the door and punched in the password with an uncertain look on my face.
Beep.
The lock clicked open.
It was the same as her phone password. I'd once entered it as a joke on her phone, and it unlocked. The flustered teacher had explained it away by saying she'd deliberately set a simple one as a reverse psychology trick. But making her house code this easy too was too much. I'd have to tell her to change it to something else next time.
Anyway, I opened the door and stepped inside.
That's when I heard sobbing from the bedroom.
Panicking, I bolted toward the sound.
"Teacher!"
"Hic-sob, waaah! Waaaaaah!"
She was face-down on the bed, bawling her eyes out. My heart sank. How much pain must she be in to cry like that?
"Teacher! Are you okay?"
"Waaah! ...I-Ian?"
She started to wail again but stopped when she saw me.
"Yeah, it's me! Are you hurt somewhere?"
"Ugh... sob, is it really Ian?"
"Of course it is. Should we go to the hospital?"
Only then did she sit up and look at me properly. Suddenly, she threw her arms around me and started crying again.
"Ian! Waaah! Ian! Ian, waaaaaah!"
For someone who'd called in sick to school, she was crying with way too much energy. I had no idea what was going on.
"Teacher, let's calm down and talk first."
"Nooo! I'm not letting go! Waaaaaah!"
She always tried to maintain her dignity as a teacher, but right now she was like a total kid. Her sobbing went on for a good while.
Eventually, the room filled with hiccups instead of cries. She was still clinging to my neck with both arms, hugging me tight. I was holding her up and slowly pacing around the room. It felt just like soothing a fussy baby to sleep.
"Sob... hic."
With her face buried in my shoulder, she hiccuped and sniffled.
"Feeling better now?"
"...Yeah."
She was still wrapped around me with her arms and legs, so no signs of letting go.
"What happened? I heard you weren't feeling well."
"..."
"Teacher?"
"I thought... you abandoned me, Ian..."
What the hell did that mean?
"What are you talking about? Why would I abandon you?"
"You didn't... come to the staff room."
Her voice was half sad, half resentful. It seemed things had spiraled way beyond what I'd intended. All I'd wanted was to cut back on our daily sex to make her body ache for it. Then, when she couldn't take it anymore, I'd give her everything. But apparently, her feelings for me ran much deeper than I'd realized. It hadn't even been that long—how had she jumped to thinking I'd dumped her?
"I'm sorry. But I told you my feelings were real."
"...But yesterday, you left the classroom with Dania too."
Dania? Oh, right. Now I get it. It wasn't just about missing a meetup or not showing my face. She must've seen me with Dania so much and gotten the wrong idea.
"Did you think I was dating Dania?"
"...You're not?"
"Of course not. Selena assigned her to keep an eye on me so I don't mess around with other girls. It's driving me crazy."
"..."
Maybe it was so unexpected, but she went quiet for a bit. Even then, she wriggled her arms and legs to cling tighter. I hoisted her up with a bounce to readjust our hold. No matter how I looked at it, this was like raising a baby.
"Didn't Selena mention it?"
"...No."
Guess she only told everyone but Teacher. That snotty rich girl was even more annoying today.
"Anyway, Dania and I are nothing like that."
Though she did suck my dick like crazy.
"Really?"
"Yeah, really."
"...I see. I thought your heart had changed and you dumped me..."
"No way. I'd never do that."
Wait a sec. Something felt off about this conversation. Wasn't this exactly like a couple making up after a fight?
"But Teacher, from the start, I'm not in a position to dump you or anything."
"Huh?"
"I've confessed to you over and over, but you turned me down. We're not dating, you're not my girlfriend—so there's no dumping or not to even talk about."
It might sound harsh, like drawing a line in our relationship. But she'd know I was just genuinely curious.
"..."
She stayed silent, still latched onto me. Just like I'd said, we weren't a couple. I'd treated her like a lover, but she'd always kept that boundary.
Did she actually think of me as her boyfriend deep down?
If so, I couldn't help but feel great. Not just because things were going smoothly for the Academic Tribunal defense, but because it meant she cared that much.
She still wasn't saying anything. What was she thinking? Embarrassed about her misunderstanding? Or mad at my question?
Then, a hesitant voice whispered right by my ear.
"...Should I?"
"Huh? Do what?"
"Be Ian's girlfriend."
"For real?"
"...Yeah."
"You sure? You said teacher-student relationships are off-limits."
"...Don't want me to?"
"No way, I'd love that."
"Then let's do it."
Her sulky tone was adorable.
"No regrets? No take-backs."
"No take-backs."
"Okay then, we're officially dating now."
"...Yeah. And, um."
"What?"
"Call me Michelle when it's just us."
Did she like it when I bantered casually during that pizza delivery last time?
"Got it, Michelle."
"...Yeah."
Her voice sounded like her mood was fully lifted now.
Great—if only she'd get down now. Being pressed together like this had me rock hard down there.
"...Ian, you're getting big?"
I'd tried to keep it from touching her, but no dice.
"Can't help it when you're clinging this long."
"I'll take care of it. I'm your girlfriend now."
She looked up straight at me as she said it. When I leaned in to kiss her, Michelle turned her head away.
"Shower first. I skipped yesterday."
"It's fine. You don't smell or anything."
"Still embarrassing. You can wait, right?"
Her big-sister tone slipped out there.
"Sure. I'll wait."
Sitting on the bed while she showered, I couldn't stop grinning. Hitting my goal before the Academic Tribunal was great, but winning Michelle's heart felt even better.
She'd chosen me over her precious teacher duties and responsibilities.
All that was left was to enjoy this relationship and close the distance even more. So that when the false charges hit, she'd take my side at the Academic Tribunal.
Speaking of...
I pulled out my phone.
Grateful as I was for the heads-up on my future death, the info was too sparse.
No details on who frames me or how.
If I'd known that, I could've stopped it beforehand.
But hey, this was better than nothing.
Without the skill, I'd be executed without a clue why.
Time to appreciate what I have and do what needs doing.
Which was obviously long-overdue sex with Michelle.
"Hm?"
I glanced over and noticed more books on the shelf than before.
Pulling one out, it was an erotic novel.
"Whoa..."
Flipping to the middle, it described a man and woman's sex scene in explicit detail.
I swear there were only innocent romance comics here before.
Checking the new ones, they were all high-heat adult novels.
And every single one featured a female college professor or mentor hooking up with her male student.
Obviously bought after meeting me—she must've thought of me while reading them. Made me want to dote on her even more.
"All done."
Michelle emerged wrapped in a towel.
"Sh-should we... right away?"
From how she asked, she figured I didn't mind if she hadn't showered.
I'd washed up before school anyway, so no issue.
I stripped off my clothes and pressed against her.
Mwah, smooch... slurp. Ian♡
She stuck her tongue out first.
It coiled around mine like she'd been waiting, mixing our saliva.
My left hand kneaded one of her ass cheeks, right hand teasing her clit gently.
Michelle stroked my already hard dick with her slender fingers.
Smooch, mwah. Haaah. Slurp.
Her saliva tasted sweeter than usual, thanks to the shampoo scent from her damp hair.
Or maybe because this was our first kiss as real lovers.
Her pussy was already soaked before the kiss even ended.
My touch made it even wetter—no reason to hold back anymore.
Michelle thought the same, grabbing a condom, rolling it on me, and lying back on the bed.
I slid into her dripping pussy in missionary.
Squelch.
"Hnng♡"
She took me in with a nasal moan.
A hint of shyness on her face, but none of the old guilt.
"This pussy's really mine from now on, right?"
"Mm. It's yours, Ian. Do whatever you want♥"
I didn't hold back, thrusting rhythmically.
Squelch! Squelch! Squish!
"Haht, ahn! Haaang. Feels so good♡"
"Like getting dick after so long?"
"Mm, love it. Give me everything you held back."
Each time my hips smacked her thighs, her huge tits jiggled without resistance.
Unlike the soft sway of her breasts, her nipples stayed perky and hard.
Squish, squish, squelch!
"Ah, aaah. Ahn! Haht."
"A teacher faking sick to skip school—what a bad girl."
"Not baaad, hng! I was really sad earlier and didn't wanna go. Ahn!"
I grabbed the milky tits bouncing in front of me.
So soft they spilled between my fingers, too full for one hand.
Her breasts yielded to my grip, but her pussy clenched tight, refusing to let me stop.
"Your students are probably worried about their homeroom teacher being sick, but here you are getting your pussy pounded by your student boyfriend."
"Ahn! Ahn! Ahh, aaah! Sorry to the kids, but haht. Can't help it. I'm Ian's girlfriend now♥"
The bedsheets were already soaked with pussy juice and sweat.
I kept thrusting while pinching and tugging her nipples.
"Hee-yaaang♥"
"And you seduced me with these tits and this pussy."
"Sorryyy. Hn! Hn! Sorry for seducing you with my body, aaang."
"If you're sorry, take your punishment sex!"
"P-Punishment sex...?"
Her pussy clamped down at those words.
I pulled back until just the tip was in, then slammed balls-deep.
Slam!
"Ngooooh! Oh...♡"
After so long without punishment sex, Michelle's eyes glazed over already.
I covered her completely with my body, pounding her pussy mercilessly.
Thwack! Thud! Thwack!
"Aht, ahn! Unh, hn... Ooht, ahn!"
"You're getting punished for seducing a student as his teacher—got it?"
"Oohk, hn... Hn, aaang! I did wrong. Punish me moooore♡"
The opposite of her old 'I did wrong, so stop.'
Her drenched pussy splattered clear droplets with every smack.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Squelch, squelch!
"No enjoying punishment sex! Don't you feel bad for your students?"
"S-Sorrryyy for skipping school to fuck my boyfriend!"
"Sorry? Then it's punishment sex all day!"
"Hnng, hn! Uht! H-All day... Uhht, ngooooh♡"
I propped up a bit to look at Michelle's face while thrusting.
Her dazed eyes met mine, and she stuck out her tongue.
"Ian, kiss♡"
"This is punishment sex, remember."
But no way was I refusing that lewd pink tongue.
I offered mine, and hers tangled with it.
Closer in, and she sucked it like a blowjob, lips slurping away.
I groped her tits freely while thrusting to savor her pussy.
The school's purest, most demure teacher was now panting like a bitch in heat, offering her mouth, tits, and pussy hole to me.
Splash! Splash! Splash!
"Mwah, slurp... smooch. Puhah, ooht! Haht!"
She pulled off my tongue gasping for air, letting out a slutty moan—then latched back on.
Her lips and tongue weren't the only busy parts.
Pinned and pounded, she still subtly bucked her hips to match my rhythm.
Even as she savored my dick in her pussy, she kept begging for more.
Realizing that cranked my arousal higher.
Suddenly, the urge to cum surged.
My hips went wild.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Ngh! Unh! Hn, ngohooh♡ I-Ian... so intenseee."
The faster, harder pace left her no room to suck my tongue—she just moaned with her mouth open.
Too early for her climax, but didn't matter.
My frantic thrusts would drag her to the peak whether she wanted or not.
"Haht... hnng. Ah, ah!"
Michelle moaned sluttily from her gaping lips.
I sealed them with a kiss, stealing even her freedom to moan.
She hurtled toward orgasm purely from my dick.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Squishsquishsquish!
"Mmph, mwah! Sluroop, smooooh! Unhng!"
She'd long accepted she was my bitch, so she kissed back obediently.
Her body yielded to my pre-cum desperation, nearing climax too.
Finally, pleasure peaked.
I broke the kiss and unloaded into her unresisting pussy.
"Ngh!"
"C-Cumming...! Ooht♥"
Even with the condom, it felt like floating in ecstasy.
She came with me, hips bucking as she moaned.
I pressed down, feeling her soft tits and belly.
Slowly grinding my still-buried dick to scrape her walls brought more moans.
Her pussy spat out the cum-swollen condom as I withdrew.
I tied it off to prevent leaks when Michelle reached for it.
She played with the load inside while lying there, fascinated.
"So much cum... amazing."
"Gonna cum even more from now on."
It wasn't even lunchtime yet—I planned to fuck her senseless.
I grabbed a fresh condom.