Chapter 59
Chapter 59
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 59
Chapter Title: Creampie in the Busty Ex-Delinquent Teacher's Cheating Pussy ♥
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'Lately, we've been seeing way too little of you...'
As if Elysia and Rak had willed it into existence, we all gathered in the dorm that early evening for dinner.
Of course, "all" didn't include the delinquent crew.
The image of me having a cozy meal with those delinquent girls? Even I'd laugh at that.
Sitting next to me was Karina Flame, the gorgeous pink-haired busty main heroine.
Right beside her, the silver-haired saintess was shyly chatting away, pressed close to Karina.
"You two cleared up the misunderstanding?"
Elysia jumped at my voice, quickly bringing her phone to her lips like she was hiding it, her face flushing with embarrassment.
Pig-Raising app or something?
So she finally got her wish granted, huh? Karina.
Seeing her chatting and playing the same game with the saintess was a nice sight.
"Thanks to Rak. I almost went on misunderstanding such a good friend..."
She still seemed to carry a bit of guilt.
"They say you're a saintess, but your fists seem holier than your holy powers~♪"
"Elysia's martial arts are impressive."
Rak beamed, translating Karina's words.
No need for me to step in. He's handling it well. Good job, Rak.
"I think a saintess needs to handle close combat to some extent... K-Karina's amazing too. The way she wields those attack spells so skillfully."
The saintess is all-purpose, huh. Yeah.
She's an indispensable member of any hero party.
"Our party's got Elysia and Moro for close combat, and me if needed, so it'd be reassuring if Karina joined us!"
"Why me."
"Huh? Moro, aren't you obviously in our party?"
Rak tilted his head like it was the most natural thing.
"Moro was the first to notice the curse on Karina, right?"
"Really? I had no idea. You're sharp."
Elysia's eyes widened.
This guy's spilling stuff he doesn't need to...
"Just luck. Luck. I'm an extra character—no qualifications for a hero party."
"Qualifications? By that logic, where'd I leave mine? I'm the guy who has no right to be the hero."
That's because you don't know you're the protagonist...!
Can't say that, though.
Anyway, the qualifications argument got thoroughly debunked. Not very convincing, even to me.
Who'd believe it from someone who's shown S-rank swordsmanship multiple times?
"Oh, your girlfriend? She didn't come?"
"She'd just cause a scene if she did. Super clingy."
"Girlfriend, huh. Moro."
Karina muttered to herself.
"You don't seem the type."
"...Isn't that straight-up an insult?"
"Ah! I think Karina meant Moro looks reliable."
Does she know what kind of girl Lienhua is?
...Nah, probably not.
Our eyes met Karina's. No clue what she's thinking, and I don't care to dig.
Chatting with the main heroines of my game—still a surreal experience for me.
If things kept going like this, Rak would achieve remarkable growth in Seraph Academy's biggest opening event of the third quarter: Dungeon Exploration.
The three party members with him then would become the starting lineup for the hero party.
And...
At this point—hanging out in Elysia and Rak's room, chatting amiably and sharing food—it felt like that lineup was already set.
As the insignificant friend who drops out unceremoniously midway through the scenario.
"Moro, you know Seraph Academy rules allow free party recruitment regardless of class, right?"
"Yeah."
That's what Elysia was saying.
She wanted me to join their party.
"Karina's already in. I'd love if Moro joined too."
"Same here!"
I paused mid-bite.
Pulling away naturally was no longer an option.
Elysia and Rak saw me as a benefactor—hoping I'd become a comrade they could trust with their lives.
If I really hated it, I'd have used Hypnosis Ghost to reset things to strangers by now.
The real reason I'm hesitating? My heart's split right down the middle.
Part of me feels like my presence will wreck Rak's bonds with the heroines.
But another part thinks it's too late to cut ties and revert to the start.
So...
Might as well enjoy it.
Consider it a gift bestowed upon this possessor soul.
Good thing all the shitty traits are gone—no weird sense of debt. Whatever happens, happens.
"Sounds good, but no frontline for me. You protect the girls, Rak."
"Me? Wouldn't it be better for Moro, who's way stronger, to lead? He'd rack up way more points too."
Knew it.
Rak knows my skills, so he planned to put me forward as party leader.
Or maybe have me as de facto leader in the spotlight while he supports from papers as nominal head.
"Honestly, I don't wanna stand out. Put me on support. I wanna be there but not."
"Why?"
Elysia asked me directly.
No grand reason. If I gotta join, I wanna hog a prime seat in the corner like a proper extra.
Even with a body that can spam cheat skills, combat's inherently exhausting.
Covered in blood, slicing flesh—it's mentally draining on its own.
Sure, for kids dreaming of being the hero or academy star...
That's a rite of passage. For me, it's just tedious mental labor.
Plus, my mental age is too old for starry-eyed student dreams, too young to retire to the back.
"Wanna hold position modestly, step aside if someone better shows."
That's how I put it.
───Drawing a line: I'm not a comrade to the end.
"..."
"..."
Thinking about it, it's a pretty shitty thing to do.
Elysia and Rak aren't drawing lines—they're the warm types who'd pull me back in if I distanced myself.
But... they can't know my inner turmoil.
Honestly...
Fuck. The main heroines are too damn pretty.
And I could hypnosis-snap and fuck any of them anytime. That thought alone's driving me insane.
Insane. Insane.
Elysia has no idea what I'm holding back.
A guy can't always think pure romantic thoughts with a dick between his legs.
Everything's fine until suddenly you wanna fuck like crazy.
"Alright! Moro, do what you want. Thanks for joining."
Rak approved my decision decisively.
"Rak..."
"Plus, even if Moro rates me high, I'm not cocky enough to strut as hero party leader yet. So..."
Rak's eyes sparkled—like the academy's brightest star aiming higher.
Finally shedding the pretty-boy mask for true protagonist vibes.
"I'll make this a party you wanna stick around in."
Even mentally, he's growing.
Hah. An extra critiquing the protagonist's growth?
Probably changes daily.
"I can bail anytime, right? Don't wanna linger in a party like this."
"Ah, Karina can stay as long as she wants. She's qualified!"
"Yay~♪"
She gets Karina's words effortlessly.
Takes brainpower for me to parse now.
"Guess I'll head out then."
"Yeah, Moro. See ya."
"Take care! Moro. Oh, thanks for approving the dorm stay today."
"No biggie. Got a teacher friend on the council."
───I said that, stepped out, and checked on that "teacher friend."
Standing in front of the dorm, arms crossed with a grumpy look: the brown-haired busty teacher.
Marian Westria.
"...Dorms require teacher supervision for mixed-gender stays."
"Pass."
"...Tch. You little brat..."
I grabbed Marian's tits and kneaded them.
"Let me crash at your place tonight, Teacher Marian."
In the darkness, the Hypnosis Ghost's eyes glowed red.
"Huh? Why would I..."
"Ah..."
"Please, Teacher?"
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Marian glared at me with a pissed-off face. Hot.
"What. Don't you like it 'cause it's been a while?"
The malicious guidance teacher who'd tried shoving Moro into the abyss.
Corelia's lackey.
Can't even say no thanks to hypnosis—stuck under my thumb.
"Fine."
"I'll... clean your dick nice and fresh with my cheating pussy."
Heading home with Marian.
Tonight, not the dorm—her surprisingly tidy single teacher's apartment. Sleeping together.
No shower—I pinned Marian down right away.
"Ngh...!!"
Stripped her clothes haphazardly, rubbed my dick against her big ass, and mounted her.
"Cheeky little shit... What do you think you're doing to your teacher? Even if it's a cheating pussy, using me to vent after getting hard over the girl students..."
"You're like a convenient onahole. Hurry and warm up that pussy. Cheating pussy."
As I ground against Marian's pussy, her phone buzzed loudly.
Boyfriend texting, probably.
I buried my nose in her hair, sniffed, and peeked.
Her hand hovered there, paused.
"Why? Answer the call. Teacher."
"B-But if he finds out about the cheating pussy... Ah..."
I hooked my glans half into her still-dry pussy hole and pushed.
The rough-textured walls clamped tight around my dick.
"Eek... It hurts...!!"
Marian squirmed.
Held her down still, gently fondled her milkers.
"What kind of sex is this? Not like you're some sex-crazed monkey..."
She said, but even without moving, her cheating pussy started getting slick.
"...Ngh..."
Marian swallowed hard, frustrated.
"Your pussy gets wet easy, Teacher."
"Thanks to my boyfriend... Not 'cause of you."
Like a switch flipped, her voice turned horny bitch in heat instantly.
I turned her head for a kiss, tongues tangling—her pussy clenched right on cue.
"A delinquent teacher betrays her man like a pro... This pussy getting this good okay?"
"It's a cheating pussy... Can't help it... Already the pussy that's cheating with a student—what can ya do?"
Going full shameless now, huh.
As shameless as her words, her pussy slickened up nicely.
"..."
"..."
Marian didn't speak, but subtly shifted her hips and ass into position,
I prepped to plunge. That silent body language signaled sex prep complete───
I slammed into her soaked pussy hard.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Ngh, nyaaah──♥ Oh, Prince Dick. Been too long. Love it!"
"Guidance teacher's pussy feels good too, huh? It's been a while."
"Yeah! Yeah! Cheeky brat♥ O-Oh. At least wear a condom♥"
"Nah. You prefer raw dick, Marian. You're on the pill."
I buried my nose in her hair, thrusting wildly—she snorted hot breaths through her nose, groaning──
"Tch, ngh. Trashy... guy. Dumping all the risk on a woman's body... Forcing pills for your convenience!"
"Too chatty for a cheating pussy!"
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch!
"O-Ohhooo... Y-Yeah, cheating pussy fits...♥ But dick aside, I hate everything about you."
Prince Dick must please—her pussy gripped tight, not letting go.
A~~h
Ex-delinquent guidance teacher's raw pussy—best it's been today.
In the quiet, pitch-black room, my pounding echoed against her firm ass.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Oh♥ Oh♥ Oh♥ Ph-Phone... ringing, go easy."
For real.
Mid-grind and fuck, boyfriend called—worried no reply.
Before she even picked up, her pussy clenched tight in anticipation.
"Ha, fuu."
She caught her breath, answered.
I kept my dick buried deep, lifted my torso to admire her back view.
Long brown hair, big tits visible from behind, perky ass.
My raging cock stuffed deep, glans wedged in her cervix.
But on the call, Marian sounded perfectly normal,
Her voice sweet and different from with me.
"Hey~ babe. About to shower."
Look at her playing innocent. Pussy clenching all the while.
"Oh, yeah? Ahh, just undressing. Eek, perv♥"
Listening to their chat, I eased my dick deep—no slap sounds, just subtle cervix grinds.
Tugged her tits and nipples, playing with her body while she small-talked lovingly about her day.
Kept teasing her pussy, so mid-call she glared back like If not for this cheating pussy, I wouldn't put up with this.
But damn good affair pussy, right?
I smirked, nodding at the phone like Focus there.
Clench. Clench.
Yeah. Channel that frustrated rage into pussy squeezes—feisty delinquents are the best.
Roughly kneaded her tits, adjusted to press her womb.
"Nh, nng. ♥ N-No, nothing."
Immersed like her boyfriend was right there, flashing an innocent smile.