Chapter 81: In Front of the Mother-in-Law
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 81: In Front of the Mother-in-Law
“Whoa—! Is that a lucky charm for a lover?! Things are heating up!”
“… …”
The MC on the screen prattled on excitedly, but the principal’s office, where they were watching the tournament, sank into a heavy silence.
Erin covered her mouth with both hands and stole a glance to her side. Frey also kept her mouth shut, cautiously checking someone’s reaction.
Unaware of their gazes, Monica stared blankly at the screen.
On the monitor, a beautiful man and woman were locked in a deep, passionate kiss.
The woman, her cheeks flushed, surrendered her body to the man, while the man pulled her close with all his might, delivering a fierce kiss.
It looked like a scene from a romance movie, enough to make any viewer’s heart flutter—except for the fact that one of the protagonists was her daughter, and this wasn't acting, but a real-life situation.
With a dazed expression, Monica turned her head away from the screen to look at Erin.
“That’s… a composite edit, right?”
“…I’d like to think so…”
There was no reason to use edits in the middle of a tournament, but Erin answered in an instinctively hesitant tone.
Hearing her response, Monica’s vacant gaze shifted toward Frey.
“She’s your student, isn’t she?”
“No, wait, just listen.”
No matter how much they bickered, Frey couldn't bring herself to tease a mother who had just witnessed her daughter’s graphic French kiss. She hurriedly began explaining the Soul Chain.
It was a magic whose effects increased through physical intimacy with the partner.
While magic utilizing spiritual connections wasn't common, all three women present were undisputed master mages, so they understood Frey’s explanation immediately.
Of course, that didn't mean Monica accepted it.
“How could you teach such a shameless spell…?”
“The results are proven, at least,” Frey muttered, averting her eyes.
By the time a half-catatonic Monica turned her head back to the screen, the kiss had ended, and Angelica was rushing back into the fray.
“Still… it’s a buff that Angelica desperately needs.”
“Then you should—”
Monica tried to retort to Erin’s words but fell silent.
If it meant eliminating one’s weakness, a mage was someone capable of even giving up their body.
Of course, it wasn't a permanent stat boost but a simple buff. However, in a life-or-death struggle, one couldn't afford to be picky.
“But it’s not like her life is on the line right now.”
At Monica’s tearful remark, Erin and Frey avoided her gaze, pretending not to hear.
It felt a bit much to call it 'just' a tournament to a student of Yggdrasil, but in the end, it was indeed just a match.
And yet, she had surrendered her body to a man in a public venue where the entire nation might be watching.
Especially for Monica, who was used to Angelica’s innocent and quiet image, it was an incredibly lewd and shocking scene.
My sweet, precious daughter…
As Monica lost her soul to her daughter’s sudden display of affection, her secretary stepped forward from behind to look after her.
Turk, who was standing behind Frey, also approached cautiously and whispered, “I told you, why did you teach them a 'couple's magic'?”
“It’s not a couple's magic.”
“What else do you call that? If you do it with a man, it’s gay magic.”
Amidst the chaotic atmosphere, Erin gave a bitter smile and turned her attention back to the screen.
The 'Hunting' event within the All-Out War was a competition to see how quickly a hunter could take down monsters marked with a specific target.
To hunt as many as possible as fast as possible, a hunter had to pour out all sorts of spells, giving an advantage to mages with large mana pools.
Meanwhile, the supporters had to replenish the buffs and mana of the exhausted hunters when they returned, sending them back out in peak condition.
Angelica, after receiving the kiss buff…
‘Not a kiss, it’s the Soul Chain. Soul Chain.’
Correcting herself, Erin watched Angelica.
While the public broadcast showed random feeds, Erin could choose exactly which screen she wanted to see.
Angelica was someone suited only for ultra-long-range sniping or fire support because, while her firepower was immense, her mana barrier was weak.
Knowing her own weakness well, her combat style was inevitably passive.
Yet, the Angelica on the screen was stepping into the front lines.
Even with the Soul Chain, it was usually impossible to discard ingrained habits, but Angelica was acting bravely, as if she had become a different person.
‘Just… how did he give that girl such courage?’
Being close friends with Monica, Erin had watched Angelica since she was a child.
She was far too introverted and timid to be called a combat mage who faced monsters and demons on the front lines.
Her mana capacity was undoubtedly a blessed talent, but that critical weakness must have made her an even more withdrawn child.
But now, Angelica was stepping forward without a hint of fear.
That wasn't just the confidence of having the Soul Chain active.
It was trust in Yeon-woo, the one who had linked the Soul Chain to her, and she was expressing that trust through courage and action.
It was a common trope in hero stories and easy to say, but difficult to execute in reality.
She should have been instinctively playing it safe out of habit… yet Angelica was currently hunting monsters more bravely than anyone else.
“Look at those fireballs covering the sky!! It’s raining fire!!”
At the MC’s loud voice, Frey, who had been bickering with Turk, and Monica, who had been dazed, both turned their eyes back to the screen.
In the Illusion Space, fireballs were pouring from the sky as if the gates of hell had opened.
Just as Monica was feeling moved by her daughter’s talent—which she knew better than anyone—a beam of light shot up from the ground in a straight line, sniping at Angelica.
Hunting was a test of skill between hunters, so no one would complain about interference or attacks.
In fact, it was encouraged, and many students used tactics that involved targeting other hunters first.
Even seeing the rapidly rising beam of light, Angelica didn't dodge and continued casting her spell.
Flash—!
Even though she knew it was the Illusion Space, Monica jumped to her feet when the spell struck her daughter’s head.
“… …”
The screen zoomed in on Angelica’s face. She winced with one eye as if it stung, but she maintained her magic.
Roaaaaar—!
The fireballs fell with ferocious intensity, and the monsters on the ground screamed.
Even if she killed monsters without marks, she wouldn't get points, but the story changed if she wiped everything out with overwhelming firepower.
Usually, marked monsters hid among others to make them harder to hunt, and Angelica’s rain of fire was sweeping away the entire horde.
Monica, staring blankly at the screen, felt a poke in her side and looked over.
“You can thank me, you know.”
“Shut up.”
At Frey’s smug expression, Monica scowled and turned away.
It was a magnificent sight, worthy of a mage from the Graham family.
Monica, who had personally taught Angelica and been her mentor while leading the family, was deeply moved by her daughter’s strength.
Though Angelica was timid, Monica knew well that she truly wanted to be a mage who defeated monsters and saved people.
It wasn't Monica’s wish; it was Angelica’s.
Even if her daughter, who feared combat, had chosen research over the front lines, Monica would have respected her choice.
Despite her fragile and fearful nature, and despite being told she didn't have to follow the family path, Angelica had chosen combat and entered Yggdrasil.
Even if this strength was only temporary, seeing her daughter embody the dream she had envisioned made Monica’s heart swell with emotion.
“Yeon-woo is quite an interesting boy.”
Seeing Monica’s expression soften, Erin spoke softly.
Frey also gave a small nod with a look of subtle pride she tried to hide, causing Monica to scowl again.
“But that part is definitely not okay.”
She pointed at the screen, where Yeon-woo was giving Angelica another deep French kiss as she returned to the base.
By now, Angelica seemed used to it, hugging Yeon-woo and actively accepting his tongue.
Every time she flinched enough for it to show on screen, Monica’s expression hardened into stone.
“Getting stronger is a good thing,” Frey muttered, avoiding Monica’s icy stare.
While she was moved by the sight of her daughter’s growth, Monica’s heart grew troubled every time she witnessed the graphic display of affection.
* * *
Whoa, she’s tough.
She must have lived her whole life being cautious because of her weak mana barrier, but now Angelica was sweeping the battlefield like she was possessed by a Battle Mage Gandalf.
Was she always this style? Was the mana barrier just a limiter?
In the game, she was a fragile girl who was terrified of combat…
But seeing Angelica trample the surroundings with area-of-effect magic while tanking hits thanks to her barrier, she looked like a total berserker.
“She’s coming in! Get ready!”
Yes, sir~ The kiss is ready~
Unlike the others who were busy preparing to cast spells the moment Angelica arrived, I didn't have much to do since I just had to hug and kiss her.
Should I drink some mouthwash so my breath doesn't smell?
Sitting idly among the people busily preparing, I noticed a lot of things.
Watching this from the side is actually pretty fun.
It feels like a pit stop in an F1 racing competition.
Since it’s a race against time, the hunter pours out all their strength and returns to base, while the supporters have everything ready to go the exact moment they arrive.
From buffs to healing, mana recovery, magical tools for the next monster, consumable bags, and equipment swaps—waiting for the hunter to pit in was full of tension.
When this was a standalone event instead of part of the All-Out War, the maps were huge and there were many hidden monsters, so there were a lot of boring tracking segments. But the sense of speed here is insane.
“Yeon-woo, the moment Angelica arrives, go straight for the kiss.”
“That’s my specialty.”
These people, once they got a taste of the Soul Chain’s power, now told me to kiss her like it was nothing.
Since Angelica, her weakness gone, was sweeping up the prey, they couldn't help but be hooked.
After waiting a moment following the signal that she was coming, Angelica approached at high speed.
She flinched for a second when she saw me standing at the landing spot, but then she gulped and charged straight at me.
“Mmph—”
I blocked the lips of Angelica, who was breathing heavily from the sprint.
I pressed against her soft, sweet lips and pushed my tongue into her sweet-tasting mouth.
“Haa…”
Angelica’s tongue was hesitant at first, but after I teased and coaxed it a few times, it finally came out to entwine with mine, and we began to exchange saliva freely.
Meanwhile, people swarmed around us to cast spells on Angelica.
It’s a bit of a strange feeling to have people surrounding us while we’re kissing.
Angelica seemed to feel the same way; looking at her half-lidded eyes, she seemed incredibly aroused.
“Hngh, ah…”
She instinctively rubbed her breasts against my chest, and when I gave her butt a firm squeeze, she flinched and clung to me even more wetly, sucking on my tongue.
The supporters, doing their jobs silently in this situation, are truly impressive.
Since a hunter isn't a machine, there’s no need to change tires.
However, since they are human, their equipment needs to be swapped to match the monsters. The supporters were changing her coat and gloves to match the necessary attributes.
This meant that even while her equipment was being swapped, Angelica was locked in a continuous kiss with me.
This is… actually kind of hot.
Even though my dick, fully erect as if it were about to pierce through my pants, was poking her abdomen, she kept clinging to me. Aren't you being a bit too lewd?
Every time she shifted her body to change her boots or something, my dick rubbed against her soft body.
“Lower your posture a bit.”
Following the senior’s instruction to adjust the gear on her ear, Angelica slightly bent her knees to lower herself, and I just tucked my head down to keep kissing her.
Looking completely up at me while receiving my kiss, my saliva flowed directly into Angelica’s mouth, and she drank it down as if she hadn't had water in days.
And because of her lowered posture, my dick rubbed right against her large, soft breasts.
Ooh… How is it this soft even through the clothes… Wait, don't stimulate me too much.
But in her excitement, she kept rubbing her body against mine every time she shifted for the supporters to change or maintain her gear, and my dick was under constant assault from her softly encased breasts.
“Okay, done! Is the Soul Chain finished?”
“Yes, it’s done.”
“I’m off!”
The moment I pulled my lips away, Angelica hid her flushed face and dashed away as if fleeing.
It’s cute how she gets so shy the moment it’s over, despite kissing so aggressively.
Go on, then. Trust me and go crush them all.
As the cute, pink-haired slaughter tank headed out, I could see the other teams looking wary.
“Yeon-woo.”
“You don't have to thank me.”
“No, cover that up.”
The senior, turning her head as if she’d seen something she shouldn't have, pointed downward.
Why point that out so bluntly?
Looking at my pants, where the shape of my dick was protruding vividly, I quietly covered it with my hand.