Chapter 29
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 29
Chapter Title: Until She Breaks: 000 Remaining (2)
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Old classroom tucked away in the corner of the third floor of Carnea Academy's abandoned faculty building.
The building itself was so decrepit and off-limits that nowadays, no one visited except for the occasional group of students attempting a nighttime courage test.
Creak—
Following the footprints stamped in the dust, I pushed open the door and stepped inside. There stood Lucia, glaring at me with eyes full of contempt.
Raising one corner of my mouth, I said,
"At least you showed up here, so I guess you counted the vibrations correctly."
"Tch... Didn't you tell me to come to this spot when the Vibrating Stone buzzed three times? So why'd you call me here?"
"You already know the reason. ...I just felt like using you a bit."
"...Hah. I knew you were a dog in heat, but I didn't realize it was this bad. I haven't even had lunch yet, so could we please do this later?"
Lucia strode toward me, brushing past as if to leave. But at that moment,
"Stop."
At my command, she froze in place like a statue.
I slowly approached the rigid Lucia.
"...Lucia. It seems you're still misunderstanding our relationship."
Step—
With every footfall, Lucia flinched and trembled.
"Here, you're neither the next head of the Ursula family nor the empire's moon."
I stopped in front of her and whispered,
"You're just a female in heat."
Crack!
"So act accordingly."
In one swift motion, I grabbed her throat and applied downward pressure. Her knees slowly buckled.
"...."
Finally on her knees, biting her lip, Lucia watched as I pulled out my cock right in front of her face.
"Touch it."
"A-Are you insane?! Even if you're horny, how could you do this in the academy...!"
"If you don't want to use your hands, your lower mouth works fine for me."
Ignoring her protests, I reached for her skirt. Lucia grabbed my hand and blurted,
"H-Hands...! Hands are fine...!"
Her face flushed red, but she licked her palm as I'd taught her, then brought it to my cock.
Stroke— stroke—
"...Tch... Why... am I... doing this...?"
Savoring the smooth sensation of her hand, precum from the tip mixed with her saliva, stretching stickily between her fingers.
Stroke— stroke—
Lucia tried to avert her eyes, unable to bear the sight of her fingers growing slick with precum, but I wouldn't allow it.
"Don't look away. Stare at it properly."
"Eek...!"
Stroke— stroke— stroke—
The sound of her hand moving quickened, and soon the urge to cum surged.
"I'm about to blow."
"W-Wait, if you cum now, it'll get all over my clothes and face!"
"That's not my problem. Don't stop your hand!"
"...Eek...! My hair too!"
"Don't make me say it twice. Here it comes."
"Ah... Eek... Seriously...! Hah!"
Her hand kept moving as ordered, but her eyes darted around in panic. Finally, as if resolved, Lucia parted her lips and took the glans into her mouth.
"Cumming."
I unleashed the pent-up semen into her warm mouth.
"...Guh...! ...Keh... Hngh... Ke... Kek...!"
Grabbing the back of her head, I shoved my cock all the way to the root.
Gulp—! Gulp—!
Semen poured straight down her throat into her stomach.
"Eugh... Guh... Heuk... Hngh..!"
Treating her throat like an onahole, I thrust mercilessly, seeking only greater pleasure without a shred of consideration.
"Eek...! Hngh hngh..! J-Just... a... sec...! Ple...ase..!!... Bi...t...!"
Suddenly, Lucia's thrashing body convulsed violently before going limp, trembling faintly.
Sluuuurp—! Pop!
Just before she fully passed out, I yanked out the cock choking her airway. With a wet pop, she coughed violently and gasped for breath.
"...Keh... Haa... Haa... Haa..."
Once her breathing steadied somewhat, I commanded again.
"You idiot. I haven't cum properly yet. Suck out every last drop left in the urethra."
"...Haa... J-Just... a moment to rest..."
"Want me to ram it down your throat again?"
Recalling the terror of suffocation, she shook her head side to side.
"...No... I don't."
"Then hurry up and suck."
"O-Okay... already... Ha... Hngh.."
Slurp— smack— sluuuurp—
My cock was still hypersensitive from the ejaculation. After just a few licks, I spurted the remaining semen into her mouth.
"Ngh...!"
Without warning, Lucia took the load in her mouth.
Tears welled up as she glared at me, trying to spit it out, but I pinched her jaw shut.
"Who said you could spit?"
"...."
She shot me a glare for a moment, then squeezed her eyes shut in resignation and tried to swallow.
"Wait."
"...."
"Swallowing semen is forbidden too. Stay like that until all classes end today."
Lucia stared at me in utter disbelief.
I gripped her chin and whispered in her ear,
"Looks like you need more training."
"..."
"I'll check in your room later, so don't spill a single drop and come find me."
Ignoring Lucia's protesting glare, I left the classroom.
A dormitory room filled with exceptionally luxurious items, even compared to other nobles'.
There sat Her Highness the Imperial Princess, Liana Lumenhark, leaning back in a chair with a towel wrapped around her body after a bath.
Liana's sole attendant, Melphisa Pavolrie, combed her hair with a perfumed brush.
"Hummm♪ Ah! Melphisa, I've got something to ask."
Liana suddenly spoke up mid-hum.
"Yes, Your Highness. What is it?"
"Aren't my breasts pretty? Objectively speaking, I don't think I've ever seen prettier ones—not in color or size."
Liana loosened her towel slightly and lifted her breasts with both hands.
For an imperial princess, it was utterly absurd behavior and a question, but Melphisa had served her alone for over a decade.
It wasn't enough to fluster her.
"Yes, just as Your Highness says, they are beautiful breasts."
"Right? That's what I think too... So why would a guy turn down the chance to touch them?"
But this remark from Liana was enough to stun even Melphisa.
"...Your Highness? Did I hear that wrong? Surely you didn't offer to let a man touch your breasts?"
"You heard right. Ah! To be precise, I asked if he'd grant me a favor in exchange for letting him touch them."
Melphisa pressed her throbbing forehead.
"...My apologies, Your Highness. Have you perhaps lost your mind?"
"What? Melphisa, that's too rude to the princess!"
Liana huffed and turned away, puffing her cheeks.
But for Melphisa, refraining from outright curses was already utmost courtesy to the imperial family.
"Sigh... So who was the one you told this to? I'll make sure their lips are sealed first. Up until now, you've at least acted within bounds of sanity in public. So why! Do this?!"
"Hmm... Because I felt like it?"
"That's why I'm asking why you suddenly felt like it."
Melphisa raised her voice, and Liana grinned as she replied,
"Because it was Eugene Calliope."
"...."
At that name, Melphisa's hand stopped mid-comb.
Liana turned to face her, continuing in a soft voice,
"Melphisa, your face shows everything~ so obviously. What, scared I'll mess with your last remaining family?"
"...That boy has no connection to the Pavolrie family. He's from the Calliope house."
"Even though Eugene's mother is the direct heir of Pavolrie?"
"When Pavolrie Kiara entered the Calliope family as a concubine, she renounced all rights, including the family name. She's no longer Pavolrie. With me, the Pavolrie line ends."
"Hmm... Fine. If that's how you see it, Melphisa, we'll leave it there."
Liana smiled brightly, ending the conversation.
She'd just ripped open an unhealing wound, then brushed it off so lightly.
An incomprehensible being.
That was Liana Lumenhark.
Melphisa let out a short sigh and asked in as even a tone as she could manage,
"...Your Highness, why did you do such a thing?"
It was too grand a prank for mere whimsy.
Liana enjoyed amusement, but she kept lines in public.
"I was curious why Eugene hides his true nature. Hmm... Melphisa, why do you think people hide their true selves?"
"...Out of necessity, I suppose?"
"Exactly~? They hide it because they need to."
Like me. Melphisa read the unspoken words.
"So I pondered deeply, but no matter how I thought about it, I couldn't understand why Eugene hides his true self."
Liana spread her long, pale fingers as she spoke.
"First, I considered he might be biding his time to take over the Calliope family. He's the third son, after all. So I offered a formal connection with me—or at least a scandalous opportunity."
Unlike the Ursula family, the Calliope house had no successor decided.
In that situation, a direct tie to the princess would give Eugene a huge edge in the succession race.
"But he refused. So next, I mentioned his mother like when we first met."
If he was hiding his nature out of fear of the princess as initially suspected, he'd have shown that same sorrow the moment I brought her up.
"But this time, he showed just a flicker—really just a flicker—of regret, then brushed it off like nothing. As if he wasn't hiding anymore. So why now? Why reveal his true self to me?"
After her long deduction, Liana reached a conclusion.
"Melphisa, this is a question for you from now on. What reason do you think Eugene Calliope—who's hidden his nature for so long—has to show me hostility? I haven't done anything to him yet. Pick one: 1. Power, 2. Fear, 3. Revenge."
Staring into Liana's eyes, Melphisa suppressed her trembling fingertips as best she could.
Since losing her life to Liana, her loyalty had never wavered.
But Liana remained a terrifying, cruel existence to her.
"Revenge... wouldn't it be?"
The Pavolrie family, destroyed in the civil war between main and branch houses.
Thinking of Eugene Calliope, legitimate heir of the main line—and the sole survivor of Pavolrie, daughter of Pavolrie Metz who killed Eugene's mother...
Melphisa Pavolrie quietly spoke.
"Heh, is that so? Well, Melphisa, I hope nothing happens to you because of me!"
Liana Lumenhark burst into laughter, unable to contain her delight.