Chapter 34
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 34
Chapter Title: 000 Until She Crumbles (7)
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Past legend of the military, Professor Loreos, was racking his brain.
The reason wasn't the suspicious movements of the monsters recently spotted in the north, nor the extremist demons preaching about destroying the Empire and rebuilding the demon kingdom.
It was all because of one female student.
"Vivian Beatrice."
"...Yes."
When Loreos called her name, Vivian bowed her head deeply and replied in a barely audible voice.
Loreos nearly sighed at her frightened appearance but managed to swallow it.
Right now, Vivian was in such a fragile mental state that even a single sigh could wound her.
Loreos stroked his chin for a moment, pondering where to even begin.
During today's duel exam, Vivian had been blatantly off.
She hadn't mounted even the slightest counter against her opponent, Yuria, and had simply taken the hits one-sidedly.
In truth, he could understand if it were just a refusal to counterattack.
It wasn't uncommon for students to balk at casting spells at other people, unlike with monsters.
If that were the issue, a few sessions in the 'special course' he had designed would cure it.
There would have been no need to keep her behind like this.
But the problem was that Vivian had stood there as if it were only natural to take Yuria's blows without even using defensive magic.
It certainly wasn't that she couldn't use defensive spells.
Even in the bottom-ranked Class 5, anyone admitted to Carnea Academy could handle at least basic defensive magic.
With the talent Loreos had witnessed in Vivian, she could have gone beyond defense and dropped Yuria in an instant.
「Wind ─ Blade」 「Earth ─ Spear」
Even recalling it now, her midterm incantation speed had been astonishingly fast.
Loreos eyed Vivian slowly once more.
Trembling hands faintly, vanished will to resist, extreme withdrawal.
Having spent decades in the military, he knew this look all too well.
'Harsh treatment.'
From her reaction today, he could guess who was tormenting her.
Probably Yuria and her clique, her duel opponent.
Loreos clicked his tongue sharply.
Of all the luck, to draw Yuria—the ringleader of that group—for her matchup.
If it weren't for the mid-substitute exam, he would have swapped the duel brackets, but fairness to the other students prevented it.
In any case, Yuria's group was definitely bullying Vivian.
But punishing Yuria outright wasn't feasible.
If Loreos threw his weight around, she might get a few days' suspension.
But what good would that do?
After those days passed, Yuria would return to the academy.
Even if his influence worked too well and she got expelled, that would be a problem.
Would Yuria's family just sit idly by if their daughter was expelled because of him?
Even if Loreos protected Vivian within the academy, it only lasted three years.
No matter how much influence he had, he couldn't shield her after graduation.
What, then, of the remaining decades of Vivian's life?
Loreos knew his position well.
Even in retirement, many in the military still revered him as a legend.
Few families would dare touch him over expelling a daughter.
But Vivian was different.
House Beatrice was like a sinking ship.
If Yuria's family laid hands on Vivian, who would object?
In the end, any backlash aimed at Loreos would turn toward Vivian instead.
"..."
But.
"...If you need help, say the word anytime. I'll aid you with my name on the line."
Even so, if Vivian just asked for help, Loreos intended to do so.
This wasn't about reporting to the academy.
In the unit he once commanded, not a single case of harsh treatment ever arose.
It was thanks to his 'private interviews.'
If he used that method, Yuria's group would never bully Vivian again.
"...He...lp..."
Hearing his words, Vivian hesitated long, then parted her lips slightly as if to confess something.
"...No... No... Nothing... happened."
But in the end, she couldn't overcome her fear and clamped her mouth shut.
"...Hoo."
This time, Loreos couldn't hold back his sigh.
No matter how much he wanted to help, if she wouldn't grasp the hand he offered, it meant nothing.
You couldn't save someone without the will to save themselves.
"...Understood. Then you have no complaints about scoring the lowest in today's exam."
"Yes..."
"In that case, as punishment, clean the warehouse and report back to me."
"Yes..."
Vivian simply bowed her head and shuffled toward the warehouse.
'...I hope she changes her mind while cleaning.'
Watching her retreating back, Loreos hoped she would seek his aid.
"Ack...!"
Vivian Beatrice, tidying the warehouse, yelped at the sharp pain in her fingertip.
Dark red blood seeped from under her nail.
Her nail must have caught while moving something.
"Haa..."
Already depressed, now she felt even worse.
It was always like this.
She was always the foolish Vivian.
From birth, she'd been tormented by her brilliant older sister.
The first time it happened, she'd resisted and even told her parents.
But all she got were cold stares.
She'd even been locked in solitary for an entire day, accused of jealousy toward the sister meant to revive the family.
This time was the same.
Only the bully had changed from her sister to Yuria.
Asking for help from anyone changed nothing.
Reflecting on that fact left her hopelessly gloomy.
In the end, Vivian stopped working, retreated to a corner of the warehouse, crouched down, and wiped away tears.
After sobbing alone for a while, she felt a bit better.
"...Haa."
Maybe dark, quiet spaces like this were all she deserved.
A self-deprecating smile crossed her lips as she lay back on the floor, her uselessly enormous breasts jiggling.
Watching them for a moment stirred lewd thoughts.
Before she knew it, Vivian's hand was sliding down her pale thigh.
'No...'
Just before it slipped under her skirt, she shook her head and sat up.
It had only been days since she'd nearly been caught masturbating in the infirmary—how could she do this here?
Even if she had to, she should do it safely in her room...
Bzzz—
"Eut..."
But that resolve proved empty as the Vibrating Stone, silent until now, began to hum.
Eugene must be using the pen he'd gifted her.
'To my room, quick...'
Heart racing, Vivian stood to head back—only for the vibrations to suddenly weaken.
'Ah...'
Her face drained of color.
What if they stopped midway from warehouse to room?
She was barely suppressing her urge to masturbate right now.
If she reached her room and the vibrations were gone...
She might truly go mad this time.
'J-Just... a little...'
Torn between reason and instinct, Vivian ultimately chose instinct.
"Eut..."
The instant her fingers touched her clit, electric pleasure shot up her spine.
Her pussy was already slick to her own shock.
"Hauk... Ha... Haa.... Eut..."
She slipped fingers inside to retrieve the Vibrating Stone—and it sucked them in eagerly.
Bzzz- Bzzz- Bzzz-, Bzzzzz,
As if Eugene were toying with the pen, the stone vibrated wildly.
"Hauk...! Ha... Haut... Eu... gene... sir..."
Squelch- Squelch-
She jammed her fingers into her aroused pussy, Vibrating Stone still inside.
"Eut... Haa.. Eu... gene sir... Eugene sir..."
Calling Eugene's name, Vivian began choking herself with her other hand.
She knew she shouldn't, but the self-destructive act only drew her into unprecedented pleasure.
"Kek... Keuk.. Hauk... Haa.. Eu... gene.. sir.. Eugene..."
Her throat constricted, breath cut off, mind fogging.
Yet ecstasy surged from her womb like waves.
Squelch- Squelch-
As Vivian madly fingered her pussy in rapture, the vibrations hit 'maximum.'
"Uk...! Gruuk...! Ah...!... Ah..!"
Words devolved into primal sounds spilling from her lips.
Exploding pleasure raced up her spine to flood her brain.
"Hurguk... C-Coming... Kuu... C-Coming...!"
Overwhelmed, Vivian's eyes rolled back, whites showing.
She's coming.
Finally coming.
Weeks of halted masturbation reached its climax.
Pent-up pleasure hammered every brain cell like an eruption.
On the brink.
"Ah..! Ah..! Ah..! Aaaah!"
Vivian let out a beastly scream.
Rattle—
The warehouse door slid open.
"....!"
Her heart nearly stopped in shock, but her masturbation had passed the point of no return.
"..Kk... Hauk.. Nooo... Please... Can't... Stop... Hic..."
Though huddled in the corner, the warehouse wasn't vast.
And with moans like these, they must have heard.
She's caught.
Someone's witnessing her depravity.
Terror gripped her, but the thrill amplified her pleasure manifold.
"Huuk.. Hak... Hoo.. Ha.. Ah..!... Ah..!.. Ah!.. Nooo... Hraaak.."
Step, step, step.
Footsteps neared, but Vivian's hands didn't stop.
"Ah.. Ah.. No.. Keut... Ah.. Nooo.. Cumming... Cum...ming...! Eut... Aah... Aah!"
Silver hair entered her view—and Vivian climaxed harder than ever.
"Ughruk...!... Ugrrruk...!"
Squiiiirt—
Vivian shuddered violently, squirting from her exposed pussy.
"...."
Lucia gazed down at her coldly.