A Visit to the Sick
Logan glanced around the room. It was a cramped single-room quarters with paper-thin walls. “Will this really be all right? It doesn’t look very soundproof…”
Ella shook her head. “There’s no one here at this hour. Everyone has left for work…” Her voice trembled. “After feeling the Dean’s touch again after so long… I can’t hold back anymore. Please…”
She took Logan’s hand once more and placed it on her breast. The same warm, plush sensation filled his palm, yet one thing had changed. Her nipple had stiffened into a hard peak, revealing her arousal.
Logan laid Ella down on the bed and began undressing her with gentle, deliberate care. The thin fabric slid away with a soft rustle, revealing the supple body beneath. Her full, heavy breasts, narrow waist, and the generous curve of her wide hips—honed by years of labor—flowed into firm, voluptuous thighs. The sight was breathtaking.
He pressed his lips to her neck and collarbone, caressing her with tender affection.
“Haa… Dean…”
His hand moved lower, cupping the soft mound of her breast. He brushed her nipple with his thumb while claiming her lips again.
Chu…
“Hngh…”
As the kiss deepened, Ella’s body gave a small, involuntary shudder. Logan slid her bottoms down to her knees. Her pussy was already slick, glistening with the evidence of his careful foreplay and her own eager anticipation.
He peeled away her underwear as well and carefully slipped a finger inside, stroking her inner walls.
Squish… Squish…
Each movement drew out a quiet, wet sound. Ella clutched the pillow beside her tightly, moaning.
“Dean… Ah… It feels so good…”
Logan lowered his face between her spread thighs. The moment his hot breath ghosted over her pussy, Ella held her breath. His tongue traced the soaked folds, sliding through the slippery valley and filling his mouth with a sweet, salty tang.
“Haah!”
Her body reacted instantly. The flesh that had suffered through illness flipped into raw, overwhelming pleasure the second his tongue touched her. Every flick against her clit, every slow lick from her entrance upward, made her thighs quiver and clamp around his head.
“D-Dean♡”
Her voice spilled out in a sweet, needy whine. Encouraged by her plea, Logan drove his tongue deeper. Her breathing grew rougher, more desperate. When he licked her clit hard once more, Ella’s back arched violently.
“Haaaaaaaah!!”
Her climaxing body released a hot gush of fluid across Logan’s face.
“Dean… it felt too good… Are you okay…?”
“I’m fine, Ella.”
He wiped his face with his hand, then kissed her deeply while rubbing the thick head of his cock against her dripping entrance. Slowly he pushed inside, filling her soft depths to the hilt. Ella gripped the sheets and let out a deep, shuddering moan.
“Haaaaah…!”
Her inner walls clenched around him with ferocious strength. Feeling the sudden tightness, Logan grew concerned. “Ella… are you all right?”
With her eyes closed, she nodded. Her gaze had already gone hazy. She bit her lip and whispered, “It feels so good… Push deeper…”
Logan gripped her waist gently and began to move with slow, careful strokes. The bed creaked softly beneath them.
“Aaaah… Hngh! Dean…!”
Her heavy breasts swayed with each measured thrust. His free hand cupped one, fingers slowly teasing the stiff nipple. The gentle rhythm made it impossible for Ella to stay quiet.
“Haang… Haaaang…”
She had said no one was around, yet fear of being overheard still gripped her. Sticking her tongue out slightly, she looked up at him with desperate eyes. “D-Dean… kiss me. Please… cover my mouth…”
Logan caught her pleading tongue between his lips and kissed her deeply. Slurp… Slurp…
Her eager response finally snapped his restraint. The slow, tender pace turned fierce. Thrust… Thrust… Thrust… Thud… Thud… Thud…!
Splat! Splat! Splat!
Seeing her eyes rolling back, Logan grew even more aroused. He seized her hips and drove into her deepest places.
“Hngh… Ahh… Yes!!”
He kissed her neck and gave one final, powerful thrust. His body shuddered as thick, hot cum surged into her in powerful spurts.
“Dean!!!”
Ella clamped a hand over her mouth to muffle her cry. Her insides greedily accepted every drop of his seed.
“Huu… Ah… Dean… I’m so full…”
She wrapped her arms around his neck, panting. Logan stayed buried inside her, holding her tightly.
He whispered into her ear, “Ella… did it feel good?”
She buried her face in his chest and answered in a tiny voice. “Yes… Dean… For me too.”
Soon her eyelids grew heavy. Whether from the intense afterglow or the fatigue that followed, she nestled against his chest and fell into a quiet, deep sleep.
Logan stroked her hair for a while, then rose carefully. He dampened a towel and gently cleaned her body. Pulling the blanket up to her chin, he dressed, tidied the room, set the bowl of fruit on the table, and folded the scattered clothes.
Just as he reached for the door—click.
The sound of a key turning came from outside. The door creaked open, and the person who stepped inside was none other than Ella’s son, Layman.
Layman’s eyes widened at the unexpected sight. Logan masked his surprise and spoke calmly. “Layman. It’s been a while. I hear you’ve been doing very well.”
Layman froze for a split second, then straightened and bowed deeply. “Dean… Good day to you, sir. Did you… come to visit my mother while she is ill?”
Logan nodded. “That’s right. She has just fallen asleep, so do not wake her.”
He gave the young man’s shoulder a light pat and stepped out. Layman bowed once more.
With careful steps, Layman approached the bed where his mother lay. “Mom…” he called in a tiny voice, but Ella remained motionless in deep slumber.
He noticed her flushed face. Though covered by a thin blanket, sweat glistened on her forehead. Layman took out a handkerchief and gently wiped it away.
She still has quite a fever.
The air in the room felt unusually warm. He assumed it was due to her temperature and quietly cracked the window to let in a cool breeze.
At that moment, Ella turned restlessly in her sleep. One arm slipped from beneath the blanket, exposing part of her bare upper body.
Why… is she naked?
Startled, Layman quickly pulled the blanket back into place. The Dean had spoken as if the two had simply been talking until she fell asleep, yet finding her nude was strange.
…No, she probably never got out from under the covers.
He wanted to ask when she woke, but there was no sign of her stirring. After waiting a full hour, Layman rose quietly, slipped out without a sound, and left.
A reconnaissance platoon composed of Lumen Academy’s first- and second-year graduates has succeeded in a daring mission. When an allied scouting party was surrounded beyond the front lines, just fifteen members annihilated a monster horde, rescued their comrades, and returned safely. Their outstanding combat ability and teamwork earned enthusiastic praise from frontline commanders. All members are scheduled to receive the ‘Shield of Return’ Medal, Third Class. This is yet another moment that proves the value of Lumen Academy’s practical education.
A rich harvest of grain and fruit is forecast across all of Alderan this year.
A delegation from the Elf Forest will stay in the Alderan Kingdom for one week.
Logan folded the newspaper and smiled. All good news.
He stood and gazed out the window at the cadets training below. I never imagined things would turn out this well…
Entering his sixth year as Dean, he had not expected the situation to improve so dramatically. After slaying the Demon King, he had assumed that merely cleaning up the remnants of the Demon King’s army would bring peace to the continent. Reality, however, had taken a different path. Next year’s incoming class was expected to swell dramatically, forcing the academy to begin major expansion.
Just as responsibility grew heavier and stress mounted, the explosive night with Neria seemed to have cleared the air. These days Logan felt a refreshing vitality, as if both mind and body had grown lighter.
He looked around the dean’s office. In the past he had been too buried in work to notice, but the room was surprisingly spacious with plenty of unused area. Since we’re expanding the academy anyway, we might as well renovate the dean’s office properly.
He rose and paced the room slowly, sketching plans in his mind. He would transform it from a mere workspace into a personal residence. A large bed, and especially a proper bathroom. A real bathtub and shower where he could soak in hot water and wash away fatigue. And the soundproofing would be absolute.
Logan immediately summoned the construction supervisor and ordered the renovation of the dean’s office. He also commanded a full-scale expansion of the entire academy to accommodate the surge of new students beginning next year.
The work progressed rapidly. New dormitories for cadets rose, separate new buildings were erected for the instructors’ quarters, and the servants’ lodgings were expanded. Old structures were repaired one after another. The sound of construction soon filled the entire academy—hammer strikes, the rumble of magical tools breaking ground, and workers shouting as they moved lumber and stone.
Most students reacted with excitement and anticipation. A group of fifth-years gathered at the edge of the training ground to watch the construction.
“Whoa, they’re building brand-new dorms over there! The new students next year are going to be so lucky.”
“I wish we’d had this back when we started…”
“The Dean really is incredible. They say he squeezed the construction funds out of the neighboring countries.”
The academy staff also gathered in small groups in the dining hall.
“They’re rebuilding our quarters too, I heard?”
“Really? Then we won’t have to share rooms anymore—we can each have our own.”
“The Dean gave the order himself. He even thinks about the welfare of the servants.”
“Since the Dean looks after us like this, we should work even harder.”
Colleagues whispered among themselves. “Ella, you look like you’re in fantastic shape after your time off.”
“Something good must have happened to her.”
Logan and Neria oversaw the bustling construction site together.
“Are the materials arriving on schedule without any problems?” Logan asked quietly.
Neria flipped through her documents and replied in her usual crisp tone. “Yes, Dean. Everything arrived in the evening. Quality inspections are complete and the ledger is in perfect order.”
“Good. Continue to monitor the site closely until the academy expansion is finished.”
Logan left the supervision to Neria and headed toward the newly renovated dean’s office.