Sex in the Night - Esmeralda Side
The Dorardo family boasted a proud history spanning 700 years. Yet amid that illustrious legacy, Fernando's brilliance shone uniquely unmatched.
One of humanity's strongest—the Five Heroes, the final bulwark safeguarding mankind from the threat of the Eight Kings. His mastery of the most powerful Gather Qi technique among all qi users made him the pride of the Dorardo lineage and the hope of all humankind.
Esmeralda, Fernando's precious only daughter, held no ordinary filial devotion toward her father. He was the being she revered and loved most, yet also the monumental trial and wall she must one day surpass.
His every word was her golden rule, his every action her unbreakable law.
One day, that father said to his daughter:
"Esmeralda, I've heard there's a cadet named Joo Hyowon in your classroom. Is that true?"
"...? Indeed, it seems so."
It was unprecedented for her father to concern himself with her class. Fernando was perpetually swamped, his mind too occupied for trivial matters. He'd only ever given vague advice: cherish every academy experience, for it might prove vital one day—never squander even the smallest lesson.
For him to single out one classmate—and the second time, no less—was shocking enough. But what followed left Esmeralda nearly reeling in astonishment.
"Make every effort to befriend her. That girl is destined for greatness. I've never seen talent like hers before. She might even surpass me one day."
Those words shattered Esmeralda's worldview.
Gossips loved their rankings. Heroes, too busy serving humanity to care for hierarchies, were still endlessly debated: who was strongest, who merited most glory?
Esmeralda had always scoffed inwardly, never stooping to join such crowds. Of course my father, Fernando, is the greatest hero. How could they not see something so obvious?
Yet from that Fernando's own lips came talk of someone outshining him. Unacceptable.
"Such a thing could never be! True, she possesses remarkable talent—perhaps even surpassing mine. But to match you, Father?"
To Esmeralda, Fernando was the ultimate benchmark, a clear ceiling. A transcendent existence beyond mortal logic, one she must strive to stand beside.
The notion that some girl from her own class loomed above him? Impossible.
Fernando replied nonchalantly, as if it were no big deal.
"Nothing is absolute. Talent is unpredictable by nature. I've encountered several with potential to eclipse me over the years. One more wouldn't be surprising."
"H-How could that be? You're a Hero—one of the Five Heroes protecting humanity! The strongest among them! And you say such talent is commonplace?!"
"Whether I'm the strongest is debatable, but... yes, such gifts are rare. Still, the talented gravitate toward each other, so they inevitably catch the eye. And yet, despite falling short of them, I became a hero—pure luck."
Luck.
Esmeralda felt a stone drop in her chest, suffocating her. The superhuman she'd imagined perched eternally in the heavens owed his seat to mere fortune?
"Those more talented than me all died young. Overconfidence in their gifts? Or does talent itself paint a target? Perhaps fate rejects excessive brilliance."
Fernando sipped his drink, eyes shadowed with regret for bygone eras. Among those "early departed" might lurk old comrades.
"The point is, talent alone isn't enough. Unbloomed potential means nothing. So befriend her. Help her grow—and let her help you. Ensure you both fully realize your gifts."
He smiled faintly, gazing into the distance. Five Hero seats felt too sparse amid so many vacancies. Ten, twenty—even better. For humanity to decisively triumph over monsters, more gifted youths were essential.
Not for fame or wealth, but enduring human survival. That was a hero's dream.
Her young mind couldn't yet grasp her father's vision.
I can't accept it. Surpass Father? Anyone but her...
Father must be mistaken. Age warped judgment—underestimating youth in general, overhyping rare prodigies.
To confirm, Esmeralda resolved to meet Hyowon privately.
Daytime wouldn't do; her friends always trailed, needing her guidance. Deep night, just the two of them—that was ideal.
Knowing it defied rules and decorum, she knocked past lights-out.
"Ah. Bad timing. Hyowon's out—slipped from the dorm. Didn't even say why. Cold to her roommate, huh?"
Kiru, Hyowon's roommate, answered. Esmeralda hid her dismay behind poise, but inwardly reeled. Father had warned: Steer clear of Kiru. She's dangerous.
He'd singled her out too—uniquely ominous.
She hadn't pried why. Father's word was law.
Why is someone so dangerous even in the academy?
Father's insight trumped the academy's. Outwardly, Kiru seemed an ordinary prodigy—overly clingy to Hyowon and Yujin, but nothing more. Still, Esmeralda sensed hidden peril.
Oblivious to her bias, Kiru suggested casually:
"Urgent business? We could hunt her down. I have leads."
"Pardon? No. Wandering dorms post-curfew is trouble enough—leaving entirely? Unthinkable."
Caught by a dorm supervisor? A stain on her family and father's name—unforgivable.
Duty of one born to greatness.
Kiru wouldn't grasp that.
"What's the harm? Fetching a runaway rulebreaker? Heroic, even. They'll understand."
She yanked Esmeralda's arm inside, flung open the window, and leaped.
Fourth floor—trivial for qi users, yet instinct screamed.
"Hiyaaah!! Mmph!!"
Kiru clamped her mouth, landing silently despite their combined weight exceeding 100kg. Earth barely whispered.
"Let's go. Tracked her exit. Signal's faint now, but..."
"W-Wait! This is... improper...!"
Kiru's inhuman grip dragged her along. Resistance was possible, but shattering sacred rules sparked illicit thrill.
Is this her danger? Esmeralda speculated.
Oblivious to the depravity unfolding mere steps away—far eclipsing her thrill.
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"Hyowon is definitely in this forest? Why on earth?"
Solo secret training? Father called her potentially superior—plausible for extraordinary drills.
"Yup, yup. Certain. Might not be alone, though. Heh."
"...?"
Unclear, but Esmeralda tested Sense Qi.
Nothing.
"She's here? My Sense Qi detects naught."
"Yup. Solid illusion veiling them. But I sense it. They're here."
"..."
Her pride smarted. As if Kiru's Sense Qi outclassed hers.
True, Kiru ranked top-five in class. But Esmeralda edged her in scores!
"So certain? Then find her swiftly. Your Sense Qi must be..."
"Shh!"
Kiru sealed her lips again. Manners nonexistent.
As protest brewed, a man's voice echoed distantly.
[What's that noise? Who's there?]
Dorm supervisor. Esmeralda felt like a kindergartener caught misbehaving—rules were sacred.
Regret toward Kiru surged as footsteps neared.
Then: [Over there! Don't run!]
They faded.
Eh? Safe?
"Hmmm~ Not bad. Thrives in crisis, eh? Fine illusion—I knew, so spotted it. Otherwise, even I'd fall for it."
"Illusion?"
Kiru tugged her deeper into night, beyond star or moonlight. Instinctual dread clawed.
Yet one more step revealed faint glow.
"Wh-Wh-Wh-Wh-Whaaaat!?"
"Shh!"
Within: a scene of utmost obscenity Esmeralda had never imagined.
Joo Hyowon, breasts and pussy bared brazenly, lapped at Hwa Yujin's cock.
For a virgin untouched even by male hands, the shock was overwhelming.
"H-How... how dare she... such filth..."
"Shhhh! Quiet! Ruining prime viewing?"
Fortune in misfortune: Hyowon and Yujin, lost in passion, missed Esmeralda's stifled gasps.
"Mm... slurp... haaah... What? Just a little service, and you're this hard already. Gonna be okay?"
"C-Can't help it. Getting hard here would be weirder."
"Hng... Listen again: don't misunderstand. This is just to get stronger—for protecting humanity. Got it?"
"I-I know, no need to repeat."
"I'll say it endlessly. Or you'll delude yourself."
So saying, Hyowon gripped a tree one-handed, leg skyward in I-balance—offering her intimate core like tribute. Vulgar pose.
"...Don't misunderstand."
Misunderstand what, looking like that?
Whorish. Immoral. Academy morals decayed this far? Unthinkable.
Woman so lewdly enticing—man couldn't resist. Beast-eyed, he ravaged pale flesh. Grotesque meat rod pistoned relentlessly. Balls swung obscenely, fluids splattered, ragged breaths clung inescapably.
Sex between man and woman. Esmeralda had envisioned noble beauty.
Reality: brute copulation. Humanity's innate dignity discarded in ugly rut.
Yet riveting.
"Eut♥ Ha-ut♥ Ooh, oooh♥ Oo♥ Oo♥ Nngh♥ De-Deeper♥ S-Slower? Please? Gentler♥♥ N-No... not from that angle♥♥"
The girl Father deemed superior prostituted herself to an inferior boy, coquettish and yielding. Disappointing. Father misjudged.
"Hmmm... Indeed. Yujin's Unique Ability manifesting. Incredible. See her qi blooming—emergent power from yin-yang harmony."
Kiru observed raptly, eyes sparkling in admiration.
Snapped to senses, Esmeralda realized: wrong. Peeping on their sin didn't justify it.
"O-Out! Now!"
"Eh, but..."
"Hurry!"
She yanked Kiru's wrist, dragging her from the voyeur's trance. Scolding later—when rational.
Let them finish.
"Tch. Was fun."
"Don't enjoy voyeurism! Have you no common sense?!"
"You enjoyed it too."
"What!?"
Insult to Dorardo blood—unpassable.
She swore by heavens: no pleasure taken. Heart raced, scene seared—yes. But not "enjoyment."
"Anyway, too late already. Enough. Back to dorms—trouble if..."
"Too late for that."
Esmeralda whirled creakily, like an unoiled doll.
The "departed" supervisor loomed behind, smiling mildly—terrifyingly so.
"First, state your year, class, and names."