Chapter 55
Chapter 55
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 55
Chapter Title: Sometimes the Student Becomes the Teacher
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Sometimes the student becomes the teacher.
The next day, I headed to school with a light heart.
There was a written exam, but the difficulty was low from the start, and I'd reviewed adequately, so I had no worries.
To be honest, I hadn't just studied at the dorm yesterday.
In the middle of the night while reviewing, Anna sent me a video on my phone.
The footage of her wrapping her body with a condom full of my semen and masturbating with a dildo was more stimulating than any porn, and I ended up jerking off to it a few times.
After relieving myself like that, I found I could concentrate even better on my books.
And during morning homeroom, there was some good news.
"After discussion among the faculty, we've decided to exempt students who pass the minimum threshold on the first written exam from the second practical exam."
I nodded with a satisfied expression.
Ever since the chairman had purged the principal, vice-principal, and a few other faculty members right after the Academic Tribunal, the school felt like it was being run with a bit more flexibility.
"Even if you pass the first exam, you can still opt to take the second if you wish, so keep that in mind."
I doubted many would, but this school had plenty of students with high academic drive.
There were sure to be some who'd take the second exam after passing the first just to test themselves or show off.
The written exam replaced one of our regular classes.
I took it calmly, at my own pace.
Since my practical skills were lacking, I'd always studied theory diligently, so there was no need to worry.
After finishing the last question, I had plenty of time left, so I daydreamed a bit before filling in the OMR answer sheet.
I often noticed it, but even in a world that used mana instead of electricity, everyday life on the surface looked a lot like reality.
Thanks to that, adapting to this new world hadn't been much of a hassle.
As a side note, the mana generated in the body for personal spellcasting was different from the mana used as an energy source in tools instead of electricity.
Anyway, the pop quiz event passed, and normal classes resumed.
"…."
The class was boring, so my gaze naturally wandered elsewhere.
Of course, to Anna's voluptuous ass tempting me from the seat in front.
…It was so plump and piggy-like, it was cute.
When I couldn't focus, eye candy like this was my trick for getting through school.
After feasting my eyes on Anna enough, I turned my head to the right this time.
My desk mate, Dania, was staring intently at the blackboard.
I leaned in close and whispered quietly.
"How's the sex practice going?"
"…."
She ignored me, scribbling notes diligently.
Out of curiosity, I often brought up the topic.
Every time, Dania tried her best not to engage with me.
"Don't worry, I've got the video safely stored."
"Tch."
I heard her click her tongue, but she didn't look over.
Hooked now, I kept pressing.
"You're using the dildo, right? Did you practice yesterday too?"
"…Focus on class."
She finally reacted.
Did she think I'd stop because of that?
It was like tossing meat to a lion.
"Not denying it? So you did yesterday too?"
"…."
"Sex practice the night before an exam? That's addiction level, isn't it?"
"I said focus on class."
"I still jerk off to your video whenever I think of it. Thanks."
"Urk…."
As Dania flushed with shame, the teacher's voice rang out.
"Ms. Dania Animoos?"
"Y-yes!"
She shot to her feet at the sudden call.
"Would you read the next problem, please?"
"Yes. The next… next problem…."
Her eyes wandered over the textbook.
But no words came out.
"Is something wrong?"
"S-sorry. I was lost in thought for a moment."
"I see. You're a smart girl, so I won't reprimand you separately. You know what I mean, right?"
"Yes. I'm sorry."
"Then someone else read the…."
Dania sat down and glared at me.
I smiled back, and she huffed, turning to the blackboard.
After that, no matter what I said, she ignored me.
All classes for the day ended, and it was homeroom time.
Unlike yesterday, when I'd pounded Anna every chance I got, today I hadn't hugged her once.
It was a bit of teasing.
Since Anna always provoked my sadism with her fragile demeanor, I often channeled a strict master when dealing with her.
I looked forward to how she'd light up when I finally embraced her after building up the anticipation.
"And finally… You'll get your exam results tomorrow."
Michelle exuded an elite teacher vibe when delivering announcements or teaching.
Just like when she'd cornered Selena with logic at the Academic Tribunal.
"We'll also accept registrations for the second exam tomorrow. That's all for announcements. Good work, everyone."
But once she finished, her serious face broke into an innocent smile, reverting to her friendly teacher self.
"Bye, kids! See you tomorrow!"
Just like that.
Her cheerful waving to the students was adorably bright.
I kept staring until our eyes met, and she gave me a light smile.
It might look ordinary to others, but not to me.
That was a signal for me.
This morning, Michelle had messaged me to come to her private office a bit after homeroom ended.
Her current glance clearly meant not to forget.
Even after Michelle left the classroom, I stayed seated, checking my phone to kill time.
Since she'd told me to come a little later, she was probably preparing something.
…This should be enough time.
About twenty minutes later, when only a few students remained, I stood up.
What had she prepared?
Whatever it was, when we met alone, the activity was set.
Unlike the early days when we had alone time almost every day, Michelle had been busier lately, so our meetings had become less frequent.
Maybe that's why—whenever the chance arose, things heated up even more.
Standing before the office door, I knocked naturally.
"Teacher, it's Ian."
"…."
No response.
Did that mean come in?
I knew the door lock code—Michelle had given it to me exclusively.
I glanced around, saw no one, entered the code, and stepped inside.
"Michelle?"
Still no answer.
Her shoes were in the rack, so she must be hiding.
I placed my shoes neatly beside hers and headed straight for the bed without hesitation.
The only hiding spot in the office was behind the curtains.
"You in here?"
I pulled back the curtain, and my eyes went wide.
Because of Michelle's outfit on the bed.
She was dressed as a nurse.
But not just any nurse—an extremely erotic one.
Her skirt was so short her black lace panties were fully visible, and the top clung tightly, accentuating her voluptuous figure.
On top of that, the top buttons were undone, letting her ample breasts spill out.
And it didn't end there.
Instead of a bra, red cross-shaped nipple patches covered her nipples, but they were so thin they barely hid them, leaving her pink areolas blatantly exposed.
Because the patches were sheer, the slightly erect nipples' shapes were clearly visible.
"H-hello…."
Michelle said it in a trembling voice.
She'd probably gotten the idea from online shopping reviews or her favorite adult novels, but even after preparing it herself, she was shy—which only excited me more.
I held back a laugh and bowed my head to play along with her carefully set-up roleplay.
"Hello."
"Dr. Ian… Why are you speaking so formally today…?"
…Ah, so I was the doctor?
I'd assumed patient, naturally.
"Ahem, slipped out. Michelle the nurse looks pretty today too."
"Doctor… I feel hot all over…."
True to her diligent nature, she ignored my line and recited her prepared script.
Familiar with this, I held back a grin and continued the roleplay.
"When did the fever start?"
"Ever since your cock injection yesterday… my body's been burning up…."
This time our dialogue synced up—lucky guess on my ad-lib.
I placed a hand on Michelle's forehead.
It was warm, half from embarrassment, half from arousal.
"Looks like Nurse Michelle's addicted to cock. You'll need treatment."
I improvised a line, but Michelle just stared blankly without responding.
"…Michelle? Your line?"
"Th-that was the end…."
She blinked at me innocently after her script ran out. Adorably.
Anyway, perfect.
From here, I'd ad-lib and do what I wanted.
"From my long experience as a doctor, this seems severe."
"What do we do, Doctor?"
Michelle smoothly followed my lead.
Her acting had improved.
"I'll treat you with my cock injection."
"W-won't that make the addiction worse?"
"Don't worry. I'm already addicted to you, Nurse Michelle."
"Dr. Ian…."
Even nonsense like that made her eyes sparkle.
Couples often fell for this childish stuff.
I could've just whipped it out, but instead, I stripped off my uniform and climbed onto the bed.
Her gaze clung to my toned body, which felt great.
With my erection from her sexy nurse outfit in hand, I said,
"Treatment prep isn't complete yet. Can Nurse Michelle help?"
She knelt before me.
Without hesitation, she took the glans in her mouth and sucked.
"Slurp… Chuup. Your syringe is so hot, Doctor."
Good line for her.
"Suck it thoroughly for the treatment."
"Yes."
Like a mother dog licking her pup, she lavishly tongued the shaft before busily sucking the whole cock.
When she slurped hard, my cock throbbed wildly as it popped from her mouth.
"Looks ready now."
Michelle rolled on a condom herself, lay back, and spread her legs.
"Seeing your injection… it makes here hot."
No foreplay needed—just fuck her.
I mounted her and slid my cock between her labia.
It glided in smoothly from her wetness, but I felt every ridge of her vaginal walls clenching.
"Haang♡"
"You said you prefer doggy lately, but you wanted missionary today?"
"Hngut… I wanted you to watch me more…."
I admired her as requested.
The short skirt, skin-tight outfit.
Her exposed breasts and red cross nipple patches.
Unable to hold back, I started pistoning.
Squish… Squish. Squish!
"Hng! Ah! Haat…! Doctooor♥"
Hearing her call me doctor felt novel.
"No wonder you're cock-addicted when you're this slutty, Nurse Michelle."
"Sorry… But your thick, hot cock feels too good."
"Treating cock addiction won't be easy."
Every thrust in and out, her pussy clenched greedily.
"Doctor… Kiss♡"
She stuck out her saliva-glistening tongue, demanding a deep adult kiss.
As I pounded her lower mouth, I pressed against her and tangled our tongues.
"Chuu… Jup, Jup. Feels gooood…."
I felt her tongue's warm heat and sweet breath.
Aroused, I ramped up from leisurely thrusts.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Ang! Aang! Thrust deeper… Haang!"
Our skin slapped together amid her moans.
I couldn't ignore the jiggling massive tits before me, so I peeled off the nipple patches.
The compressed nipples sprang erect.
I cupped her breasts, rolling both nipples with my tongue at once.
"Haang! That… Nooo. Feels too good, Doctooor♥"
I savored the nipples' texture on my tongue, licking away.
Michelle moaned lewdly, staring intently at her tormented nipples on my tongue.
"Doctooor… Don't suck my nipples. You know? Sucking like a baby makes me cum, so never do iiiit."
I'm not idiot enough to miss her real intent.
I latched onto both nipples and sucked hard, stretching them.
"Ngaaht! No… Sucking like that feels too good, Haaaut!"
Her pussy walls writhed in satisfaction.
Reacting, my hips grew fiercer.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Ng! Nguut! Hn, good… Goood! Ooh!"
Seeing her eyes roll back, I braced my hands on the bed and hammered her lower body full-force.
"Ah! Aah! Haang! Ok! Ohoht!"
Forgetting the roleplay entirely in the frenzy of collision, my limit approached.
"I-Ian! Ian… I'm gonna cum. Haaaut!"
"Me too, Michelle!"
A moment more, then I rammed her cervix with my glans.
As ejaculation began, Michelle's body convulsed against mine.
After cumming, I kneaded her breasts and slowly ground my hips to prolong her pleasure.
"Doctor… More treatment♡"
The moment she came to, I mounted her again.
After cumming four more times.
Michelle and I lay embracing on the office bed.
As I squished the milk bag in my hand, she spoke.
"Oh right, Ian. How'd the exam go? Good?"
Whether I passed mattered to her as much as me.
I flashed a confident smile.
"Of course."
"Good boy. That's my Ian."
She stroked my head with teacherly affection.
Due to the All Stats Reduction debuff, my practicals sucked, but my theory scores were solid.
On another note, Michelle found it oddly cute that I seemed good at everything except magic.
"Wonder what score I got. Kinda curious."
"Wanna check? Results probably came out already."
I followed her to the computer and looked at the screen.
The grade report was in the faculty-only email.
Dating the homeroom teacher had its perks, like early score access.
"Wanna see here? I'll tidy my clothes a bit."
"Sure."
I scanned the list for my name.
The moment I found it, I froze solid.
I shook my head side to side and looked again.
…No mistake.
"Michelle…."
"Hm?"
"I think… I bubbled the answers wrong."