Refueling Angelina (4)
As the alcohol hit her, she felt an overwhelming urge to lean against him. Lately, she'd been so down she really wanted to just cling to someone. And was it her imagination, or did he look even more handsome now than when they'd first entered the bar? His eyes were sharp and sexy, his nose perfectly sculpted, his jawline chiseled to perfection.
I want to act cute like Hazel or Lydia.
Angelina had never been interested in romance before. All she cared about was studying. Analyzing, calculating, explaining—that was what thrilled her most. Thanks to that, she was a whiz at academic theory. But when it came to love, she was a total klutz. She had no idea how to flirt coyly like Hazel or Lydia.
But this man. Kang Naru. He had a knack for making even romance-blind nerds fall for him. The desire to touch him overtook her.
"Can I sit next to you? Pretty please."
"Wouldn't it be better to sit facing each other?"
"I wanna lean on you. I'm sleepy."
"Sleepy? Alright, lean away."
She giggled and slid into the seat beside him. Gently resting her head on his firm shoulder, she leaned her body against his. Her heart felt at ease. At the same time, it was strangely thrilling. The sight of herself acting cute with a guy like this. Leaning on a man was a first for her. Hell, she'd never even done it with her dad. Never looped arms with him affectionately or said "I love you, Dad."
I must be really drunk.
But her heart ached with longing. Over the past few days, she'd watched Hazel and Lydia do all sorts of things, and she wanted to do them too.
"Kiss my cheek too."
Luckily, the partition shielded them—no one could see.
Mwah.
"That good?"
"Feels great~ Hehehe."
"Hey, hey, don't touch my belly. I ate a ton today—it's all flab."
"No way. I wanna feel it too."
She plastered herself against him, going overboard with the skinship. The place was packed, but she didn't care. Everyone else looked gray. Like only they had color.
"I've wanted to do this too. But I thought you didn't like me, Professor, so I held back. Today, I'm doing everything I missed~"
Naru was different from the previous assistant professors. In just a few weeks since arriving, he'd been changing them one by one. He hadn't given up on the girls everyone else had abandoned, sticking with them to the end. That sense of responsibility was admirable. It built trust. Affection. Security. Warmth.
"Angelina, you... If I can fix that constitution of yours, you'd do anything for me?"
Anything? If fixing it meant marrying him, she'd do it in a heartbeat!
"Of course. I'd even pretend to die if you asked."
"You'd have sex with me too?"
"!?"
A completely unexpected question.
"...You mean that, like between a man and a woman?"
"Yeah. Sex. Hookup. Dick-down. Lovemaking. Fuck. Bedding."
"You're serious?"
"Yep."
"......"
She was stunned at first. But after hearing Naru's explanation, Angelina slowly nodded, her face a mask of disbelief.
"The alcohol's gone straight out of my system... We're doing it upstairs?"
"Yeah. You agreed, so let's go."
Angelina swallowed hard and stood. She followed Naru up to the second floor.
"Does the principal believe Assistant Professor Naru can change Angelina too?"
One of the professors gathered in the principal's office asked. The principal chuckled deeply, letting out a heavy sigh. The smile faded from his lips.
"Probably not."
"Right? Unlike Hazel and Lydia, Angelina's a different case. It's tough."
"It's not a lack of will."
"Her passion for learning is still incredible. So diligent and smart."
The professors nodded in agreement. Having taught her directly, no one doubted Angelina's dedication and effort.
"She has to live as a regular person her whole life."
"That's how she was born. Who knew her mana was that deficient."
"Just changing Hazel and Lydia is a huge achievement for Assistant Professor Naru. We all tried with those two and failed."
"I never imagined he'd not only make Lydia outgoing but heal her skin too."
"Heroes really are on another level."
Naru, newly hired, had already left a strong impression on Buzdra Academy in mere weeks. Not only improving the so-called failures, but boosting their skills dramatically. Thanks to Hazel and Lydia's recent stellar performances, parents were buzzing about Assistant Professor Naru. Those with average or below-average kids were getting excited: What if he could help mine too?
On top of that, Naru had held a ceremony with the queen. It was a great honor for him, proof of his skill as an educator—and prime bragging rights for parents. And just days ago, the Laphone family's official statement revealed he'd beaten Vera in battle. The news spread fast, its impact rippling through parents, skyrocketing Naru's value daily. He was on track to become a star professor—face-to-face meetings rare, fees astronomical.
"Thanks to Assistant Professor Naru, talent might flock to our academy. Heh."
"One more thing to boast about in competitions with other schools."
"If he changes Angelina too, it'd be legendary."
The principal scolded the professor who muttered it.
"Hey, that's impossible. He's done plenty—don't ask for more."
Angelina truly couldn't be fixed. It wasn't a twisted personality or illness—what was there to cure? Tsk. Regret weighed heavy on the principal.
That day comes back to me. The guilt of committing a sin...
The day Angelina's parents visited his office. He'd worn a troubled expression.
"It's pointless for Angelina to keep attending school. It's like pouring water into a broken jar—you'll just waste tuition. I'm sorry, but she's innately lacking the qualities to be a mage."
He'd branded a young girl's future. Crushed her dreams cruelly. Knowing he shouldn't, but thinking of the parents' lives, he'd said it anyway. He hated himself endlessly for it.
Rumble! Crack!
A ornate candelabra on the shelf warmly lit the vast, dim room.
"Lightning too, huh."
Isabella Queen stared out at the pouring rain. Rain streaked down the sealed glass windows; fierce winds shook the branches outside.
"The assassin might see. Please draw the curtains."
Behind her, Lady Marie stood attentively.
"That kid Naru... doesn't have a place of his own, right?"
"Yes. He's staying at Professor Melissa's home—she was a former comrade."
"Out in the rain without a home, like a drenched puppy."
The queen gazed silently out the window before continuing.
"Buy him a house."
"Sir Naru, you mean?"
"Yes. A big one."
"I'll inform the palace steward to prepare it immediately."
"Tell Naru I might drop by unannounced, so don't use all the rooms. One's mine."
"I'll make sure he knows."
"What about furniture for my room?"
"I'll handle the interior design personally."
"No, don't."
The queen smiled.
"Leave it to Naru. I'm curious how he'll decorate my room."
"Understood, Your Majesty. I'll relay it perfectly."
Swish.
The curtains drew, hiding the queen from the window. She paced to the mirror, slipping a hand into her dress. Slowly kneading her massive breasts, she recalled days ago.
"Ah... I want to see him again."
Remembering how powerfully he'd thrust made her body heat up. A delicious memory she craved again and again.
After paying the tab, they headed upstairs, got a room, and went inside.
"What'd you tell them for the day room?"
"Staying till the rain stops."
"The room's cleaner than I thought. Nice smell too. This inn's decent."
"It's a pricey one."
"You must be loaded, Professor. Fancy dinner, expensive drinks, high-end inn."
"Enjoying what I earn."
"Assistant prof pay that good?"
"Academy work's basically volunteer. Money comes from adventuring."
I shed my overcoat and undid a neck button. Angelina stood blankly by the door, clutching her bag.
"What're you, a statue? Nervous?"
"Y-you said you wouldn't know till you tried, right?"
"Yeah. Some say my semen boosts mana and magic power. Not sure about you—gotta test it."
Melissa had sworn her mana reserves grew and her power strengthened. Hopefully the same for Angelina.
"Ah..."
"Worried about losing your virginity?"
"N-no, it's not that. I'm so desperate for more mana, I'd try anything... But whether you succeed or fail, you promised to take responsibility. I'm just doubting if you'll really stick to it. P-people change over time, you know? So."
"Think I'm a liar?"
"What if we sleep together and you run off later, leaving me alone..."
"Hahaha."
I couldn't help laughing. Her smarts made her cautious.
"Ah! Got it!"
Angelina rummaged in her bag, pulling out paper, pen, and ink.
"Let's write a contract. That on this date, you took my virginity and vow lifelong responsibility."
I whipped it up quick, signing with a flourish. I'd take responsibility—but no marriage clause.
"Keep it safe where no one sees."
Angelina folded the paper smugly and tucked it away.
"Done? Strip. Let's start."
Sex time now. In front of the innocent student, I stripped without hesitation. Tonight, my cock would break another hymen. Third after Ashley and Lydia.