Chapter 57
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 57
Chapter Title: Midterm Evaluation (3)
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Squish squish.
"But Geon-ho, you're not planning to add more women down the line, are you?"
Marren slipped her hand into my pants and tossed out the question with a perfectly calm expression.
Maybe it was the fierce determination packed into those words.
I scrapped any thought of a casual reply and answered with a somewhat serious look.
"Who knows? I'm pretty popular, after all. I have no plans to coldly turn down anyone who says they like me."
Of course, she'd have to be a virgin, decent-looking, capable, and without any major personality flaws.
It was the classic unicorn setup, but that was the bare minimum to qualify as a tigress wife.
'Anyone falling short of that snagging a heroine spot? No way.'
Whether my heartfelt answer got through, Marren nodded as she kept fiddling with my cock.
"I'm grateful when you say stuff like that so sincerely sometimes, but damn, I hate you for it."
Squeeze.
Marren pressed her thumb firmly around my glans as she said it. Then she formed a pinching motion and started rubbing gently.
No clue where she learned it, but her skills improved every time—clear sign of insane talent.
"Ah, where'd I learn it? Obviously from studying videos. I'm the woman who's gonna have the deepest bond with you, after all."
A love so thick it was practically sticky.
It felt great knowing I was the only one who could handle this clingy devotion no one else could.
The way she went into heat out of nowhere and stuck to me like a kid was adorable.
"You've learned well. But from now on, no more studying videos. If you're curious about something, just come straight to me."
"Why?"
"Because I can teach you way more in-depth than any video."
Squeeze.
"Hngh... Ah... Nng... Ooh... Ahh...!"
I pretended to slide my hand toward Marren's ass, then thrust my fingers straight into her pussy.
From behind, my index and middle fingers pressed close, tips slightly hooked as they moved.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch.
"Th-this... Nng... Ah... I-I d-don't kn-know... Ahh...!"
"See? Way more detailed than any video."
Squish... squish...
Even as excitement overwhelmed her, Marren tried to keep kneading my cock to the end.
But thrust.
"Haa... Nngh... Ahh...!"
The moment one more knuckle sank deep, Marren's grip went slack.
She'd shown up after chatting with her fiancé, clearly planning to assert her presence loud and clear.
If I couldn't even control that cute little scheme, I never would've declared a harem in the first place.
'Everything's under control, so she can do whatever.'
Even if there was some unpredictable risk with what I'd do to Marren.
Being born a Mountain Lord meant handling that much was a given—no question about it.
Plus, I knew the hidden reason she was doing this right now.
"Once survival starts, we won't have time alone like this, so I gotta charge you up plenty now."
"...That obvious?"
"Hard not to be."
Survival didn't end until the last one stood.
Sure, the playable area shrank over time.
But once a certain time passed, it stopped shrinking—so theoretically, you could camp on the island forever.
Still, infinite time didn't mean leisure.
Naturally, affection displays were off-limits during survival on the island.
Marren knew this well, making her patterns almost too predictable.
"Even so, jumping me behind the school like this? Pants down and all."
"...You don't like girls who drop trou for you, Geon-ho?"
"If it's you, Marren? Love it."
Squeeze squeeze.
"Nng... Hn... Ah... Ahh... Aaaah...!"
Squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch.
Finger-fucking her while she still had her panties on.
The thrill of doing it behind the school, even in a secluded spot.
The combo had Marren's pussy gushing a ton of juices.
Gush gush.
I curved my fingers a bit, palm slightly cupped, filling it with the flood pouring out.
"Th-this is weird... Ah... G-Geon-ho... Gimme... your cock...!"
Marren clutched my arm tight, squirming without knowing what position to take.
A female who couldn't even handle one fingering, just squirting nonstop.
Already revved up in this perfect setup—my cock was rock-hard and throbbing with heat.
'Normally I'd tease her more before slamming in.'
But dragging it out risked me blowing first, so I yanked Marren's skirt down right away.
"Haa... Nng... I d-don't usually... make sounds like... this..."
A whole new stimulation sparking different excitement? Not weird at all.
Marren talked like a total slut, but her body was pure virgin.
So this reaction was par for the course.
"It's fine. You'll get used to it anyway."
Throb throb.
My cock, stiff with vulgar, concentrated lust, plunged straight into Marren's pussy.
Squelch... gush gush.
"Hah... Haa... Nng... Y-your tip... hits too deeeep...!"
Marren straight-up advertising her rear as her weak spot.
Proof: just insertion, and pussy juice was already streaming down her thighs.
Splurt splurt spluuurt!
Her already wet pussy warmed up from the squirting waves.
Tremble tremble.
Thighs quaking, hips shaking—yet Marren's ass stuck perfectly to my waist.
Even mid-bliss overload, her body nailed the best position.
Good girls deserve rewards, so I yanked her into a full embrace.
Squeeze squeeze.
No matter the pose, her pussy gripped my cock tight, flexing its chewy, soft peach power.
"I love you."
I whispered it in Marren's ear as she moaned away.
But.
"Eh?"
Marren froze like a glitch the second she heard it.
Splurt, spluuurt spluuurt spluuuurt!
Her body stopped, but her pussy climaxed hard, spraying juices everywhere.
"Geon-ho... you love me...?"
They say shocking surprises can short-circuit you.
Spot on—Marren was glitching out hard.
"Uh... Ah... A-ahh..."
Squeeze squeeze.
Her frozen body aside, her pussy kept clamping my cock.
Pussy juice wasn't dripping anymore—it was pouring, forming a puddle.
Whatever, Marren slowly leaned into my arms with a deep smile.
"For real... so goo... Ah... temp... Ahh...!"
She mumbled something incoherent and passed out.
Never imagined "I love you" would hit her this hard.
'Our progress is seriously backwards.'
Normal couples: she masturbated on my desk corner during dates.
Held hands around sex time, outdoor fun when getting to know each other.
Just one real affection line amid all that.
And it triggered instant orgasm plus a squirt flood...
"So damn cute."
Gotta say it often till she gets used to it.
"Whoa... time flies."
Everyone nodded at someone's words.
The midterm details felt like yesterday.
But snap out of it—already evaluation day.
Not just cadets; professors felt it too.
"Prepping thoroughly to avoid last time's screw-up made it zip by."
"Yeah. This time, instant intervention if issues pop."
"Yes, rapid response is ready."
Lee Seung-jun's rampage during official sparring.
That 15-second delay was the issue—professors fixed it pronto.
Cadet rampages couldn't happen again, ideally.
But worst case, monsters could spawn—survival had heavy contingencies.
Professor Ran finished checks and headed to Class 1-1.
'As expected, my class takes first.'
She was certain.
No shade on others, but her class had no rank but number one.
Marren, Airi, Heila, Karan, Rastel, Tatakum.
Top year scorers gathered—not just randomly, with a perfect leader binding them.
'Kim Geon-ho.'
The man who proved himself beyond Mountain Lords' wastrel rumors.
Wearing Class 1's genius rep and leading flawlessly.
Having this cadet made Professor Ran feel secure.
"Ahem. Survival starts soon."
It kicked off sharp at 9 AM.
Whole first-years teleported together.
No prof contact till end, so she poured hot encouragement.
"My class is number one. Objective fact."
"""Yaaaaah!!!"""
The strict Professor Ran's roaring cheer!
Cadets cheered wildly back.
Tick tock!
Vwoooom!!!
9 AM hit—first-years vanished from academy.
Midterm evaluation, survival—go time.
Five seconds after survival start, first-years warped to the island.
"No need to regroup. Execute the plan."
Strike immediately.
Kim Geon-ho's class moved out.