Chapter 49
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 49
Chapter Title: Lewd Matron's Milk Tea (2)
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"...Sigh."
I rubbed my forehead as memories of last night flooded back.
In the end, our practice barely lasted a little while at the start.
After that, Lucia and I just kept devouring each other in the woods.
'Hehe... Master... I win, don't I?'
Seeing Lucia whispering like that while clinging to my back, her legs too weak to walk, I felt a bit tricked—but even if we hadn't had sex, there was no way I could've learned 'Coordinate Designation' in a single day with my talents anyway.
...And it wasn't like I gained nothing.
In fact, what I'd gotten was pretty substantial.
Skills:
• Telekinesis (Rank D)
• Wind Blade (Low-grade Wind Element Magic) - [Generated as Tamer from 'Lucia', Power 63.1%]
• Bearla—Wind Blade (Mid-grade Wind Element Magic) - [Generated as Tamer from 'Vivian', Power 48%]
Lucky me.
When Lucia's mana forced its way in, it must've cleared a channel in me—my Magic Power went up by 1.
Luck rose by 1 for some reason.
And on top of that, the power of the spells I'd generated as a Tamer had increased too. For a night spent mostly having sex, this was absurd growth.
...At this rate, maybe I should rename the game from Academy's Tamer to Get Stronger Just By Fucking?
I chuckled at my silly thought when Vivian approached hesitantly, dressed in her gym uniform that was way too big for her.
"...Um... excu..."
Even buried in that oversized uniform, her overwhelming mana pouch demanded attention.
Was Vivian's genius at magic because of that ridiculous mana pouch?
"...E-Eugene...sir..."
"..."
But in stark contrast to her impressive mana pouch, Vivian's speech was adorably awkward.
It seemed like she couldn't decide between '-nim' or '-ah,' so she tacked both on, making it sound even weirder.
Well, better '-nim-ah' than nothing... Vivian...
"Um... w-would you... p-pair up... with me?"
Ever since we'd teamed up once before, Vivian came looking for me every time like an excited puppy ready for a walk.
Anyone else, and she'd end up with Loreos again... especially while watching out for Yuria's glare.
...Seeing timid Vivian go this far, Loreos must be working her brutally hard under the guise of special training.
"...Vivian, didn't I tell you not to use formal speech with me in Carnea Academy?"
I nodded and whispered softly. Her face paled instantly.
"...B-But..."
The conclusion was set anyway—I had no intention of wasting time.
I spoke to her in a slightly firm tone.
"...Enough. Just do what I say. Don't add your useless opinions."
"...Ugh... Y-Yes... N-No... Yeah..."
She'd assert herself at first, but crumpled the moment I pushed back—like the first time I'd seen Lucia.
"...Um... Eugene-ah... I thought about that beginner spell creation method you mentioned..."
Once training started, her speech mixed formal and casual a bit better, but still jumbled.
No surprise on her face—she wasn't even aware of it.
Well, better than before...
I knew pointing it out would lead to endless apologies, so I let it slide.
"Yeah? So what?"
"...I can't explain it well in words... but I know how to do it now..."
"...?"
A question mark popped up over my head.
Did that mean she'd self-taught Coordinate Designation in one day?
"...Try it on that tree."
I wasn't doubting her, but this needed confirming.
"...Okay."
"Wind Blade"
⟨ Coordinate Designation ⟩
A wind blade spawned beside the tree at Vivian's incantation and sliced right through it.
I blinked.
"...So you figured this out on your own?"
"N-Not totally alone... I just copied exactly what Lucia-nim did back then... so it's mostly thanks to Lucia-nim... er, Lucia."
....Understanding and executing Coordinate Designation after seeing it just once.
As expected... Vivian.
My eyes hadn't been wrong.
Vivian's overwhelming mana pouch and the talent pouring from it were peerless.
Then maybe...?
If she could mimic Coordinate Designation after one look, maybe Sensation Sharing too.
"Then, can you share that sensation with me too?"
"...Th-That one's... not sure..."
"...Hmm... I'd be thrilled if you could."
I pressed gently, and after pondering, she nodded.
"I-I'll try..."
"Good. That's my Vivian."
"Th-Thank you... B-But to share sensations, we need to sync mana first... s-so... hands..."
"Got it."
I held out my hand. Unlike Lucia's interlocking fingers, Vivian just lightly touched my fingertips.
"Y-Your... hand's cold, Eugene..."
"Is it?"
I'd never really paid attention.
"Y-Yeah... N-No, yeah. I'm a bit warm... i-if you're cold..."
With that, she gripped one more knuckle.
I smiled softly at her action.
"Yeah, it is."
"Heh... haah... Th-Then, let's start...?"
"Yeah."
Warm mana flowed in through Vivian's fingertips.
....And
".....!!"
My jaw dropped, but no scream escaped.
I'd expected it rougher than Lucia's, but this blew past imagination.
...Gaaah!
Lucia's felt like clearing a blocked vein. Vivian's was like her mana flooding and filling my entire body, veins be damned.
Unsurprisingly, agony like my body ripping apart hit me.
St-Stop...
No chance to even gasp amid the mana wave—consciousness faded.
...I came to, staring at a familiar ceiling.
The infirmary.
The pain was death-like, but I hadn't actually died.
Then, I felt a gaze.
"...."
Turning right, the infirmary matron stared intently at me.
Her usual smile, but with an eerie pressure.
"...T-Teacher?"
"...Yeah, Eugene. What's up? Something wrong?"
"Is something wrong?"
"Huh? No? Nothing at all? Perfectly, completely, totally natural?"
"...."
100% something was up.
But I couldn't pinpoint it.
The sweet matron from yesterday changing overnight like this...
Did she see me and Lucia in the woods?
I considered it briefly, then shook my head.
We'd gone deep to avoid detection from the start. If she'd seen, she'd have reported it to the academy, not acted like this.
Then what...?
As I pondered seriously what had upset her, it hit me quick.
Oh...
I'd forgotten our promise.
Too distracted, I'd blanked on saying I'd come see her the next day.
"...Teacher... did you wait yesterday?"
"Wh-Wh-What are you saying, Eugene? I didn't wait at all."
Obvious panic in her voice.
Bingo.
In that case...
My thousands of galge hours taught me how to handle maternal characters like the matron.
"...Sorry... Teacher."
I dropped my head, mustering the saddest face possible.
"....Ugh..."
...That face was foul play.
I was mad, my pride hurt...
But seeing Eugene sad melted it all away, leaving only guilt.
I didn't do anything wrong...
He was the one who broke the promise, made me wait.
Yet these feelings... too unfair.
Haa...
Plus, yelling at a much younger student was ridiculous.
Iris shook her head, shaking off the gloom.
"Don't get the wrong idea, Eugene. I wasn't waiting for you or anything."
"Then... you weren't worried at all...?"
"I-I didn't say that. You should keep promises, though."
"...Yes, Teacher. Got it."
His soft smile made my heart skip.
"...G-Good, you get it. And taking someone else's mana into your body—what were you thinking? The student who gave it to you was sobbing hysterically!"
"...Really?"
"...Yes. Luckily, Professor Loreos handled it well—no aftereffects, but don't ever do this again!"
"...Sorry."
I knew boys his age were reckless, but this level...
When they first brought him in, I'd been shocked.
"..."
"..."
After his apology, silence fell.
Yesterday, I had tons to say. Now, nothing.
Desperate to break it, Iris blurted something unexpected even to her.
"...Want some milk?"
Realizing what she'd said, her face burned red.
Idiot! Idiot!
Not milk tea—straight milk? It sounded like she wanted to breastfeed him!
"Ah, sure, I'll take a cup."
...And he never refused.
Iris stood calmly, steadying herself.
"...Okay. I'll get the milk. Wait here."
She drew the curtain around his bed, pulled out a bottle, and casually undressed, teasing her nipple.
"....Hngh... Ngh."
Pssshhh—
Even after not milking overnight, the spray was intense.
"Ngh... Haa..."
Liberation mixed with pleasure.
She unwittingly tormented her nipple more while expressing.
No... can't...
Knowing better, but thinking of Eugene beyond the curtain amplified the thrill.
Her motions shifted from milking to self-pleasure...
"...Ngh... Ha... Hng...!"
"T-Teacher, if it's too hard to express... you don't have to... Ah...?"
Locking eyes with Eugene, Iris froze mid-pinch on her nipple.