Chapter 3 - Wise Academy Life

"Ah, ah-ang... N-no. Nooo...."

This woman, her lies just keep increasing the more time goes on.

If ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠she hated it, she should have slapped the man's hand away or at least twisted her body to try and escape, so why does she keep relaxing her body, letting the man torment her even more persistently?

Jjo-ok-.

"Ha-eung... I hate it.... Don't suck, don't suck. Th-there. Th-there...."

Despite the woman's plea, the man ignored her words lightly, as if they were not worth a penny.

He took her breast and nipple into his mouth at once and lightly chewed on them.

He sucked on them as if savoring the sweetest candy in the world, then rolled them gently with his tongue, leaving Natasha not knowing what to do, only able to let out moans of "ang-ang."

"D-don't poke me. It's embarrassing, it's embarrassing. Ha-euk! Hi-geu-geung!"

Jji-geok jji-geok-.

Meanwhile, Klaus's fingers parted the woman's pussy and continued to torment the vaginal opening.

With his teasing, making her anxious by almost entering but not quite, Natasha kept twitching her pussy, demanding with her body that he either stop or just shove it all the way in.

Of course, she was still saying with her words that she wanted him to stop, that she hated it.

"Hick, hi-ick! Ah-ang... Ah, heu-ah-ang!"

Facing the man's cruel attack that didn't consider the woman's condition at all, Natasha had to let out another sorrowful scream and reach her climax.

The bed was already so soaked with the love juice Natasha had shed that it wasn't just wet; a small lake had formed.

Soaked in sweat and panting for breath, the woman's figure, with her body limp, was a dangerous sight that could turn even a sane man into a beast driven only by instinct.

'I want to suck on her again while we wash up together.'

Unfortunately, Natasha was too exhausted right now.

She had already accumulated some fatigue from the sparring session today where she had clashed with Yulia almost in earnest.

On top of that, she had reached her climax several times in a short period, so her stamina must have been completely drained.

If the opponent had been Cecily, it might have been better to torment her even more at a time like this.

However, unlike her sharp exterior, Natasha was a woman who was easy to break and shatter.

While she wasn't an absolutely essential element, it was certain that there were many parts of her that would be a shame to lose, so it was necessary to take care of her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠mental state.

'Her pride is still alive, and if I force it in, I'll only face resistance.'

She was not yet ready to accept him in earnest.

Unlike Yulia, who had set aside her pride early on and made the resolution to move forward with Klaus, Natasha had not yet been able to abandon the thought of using Klaus.

He took his lips off her chest and showed her his hand, which was soaked with her vaginal fluids.

"I don't know if I'm falling for Cadet Natasha, or if it's the other way around."

"Ha-geung, ha-eu-eung...."

"With this, do you think you can change my mind before this semester ends? Once the vacation season starts, even more people will be approaching me, you know."

While serving as professors at the Academy, professors refrain from outside activities unless it is an exceptional situation.

The same went for the cadets. Since the purpose was to minimize outside intervention or interference, people from the outside could only contact the cadets or professors once vacation began.

"D-don't worry. I will definitely, definitely seduce you and make you a man who listens to every request I make, even if I just whisper it. I will do it...."

Her dreams were quite ambitious, and they were even hopes with zero chance of realization.

He was very much looking forward to seeing this woman, a short while later, spreading her own legs, showing her pussy, and setting aside all her pride to moan "ang-ang."

Hiding his true intentions, Klaus feigned being seduced, letting out rough breaths and reacting exaggeratedly, saying, 'I want to do it one more time, what should I do?!'

As he grabbed Natasha's calves and spread them left and right again to lick her vulva, she was terrified and begged him to stop, pleading for him to please stop for today.

Such a weak side of a woman is bound to stimulate a man's protective instinct and a slight bit of sadism.

Klaus, who was debating whether to just refreshingly ignore her and suck on her as is, or to stop here, suddenly thought of another woman who would be holding her breath and moaning "ang-ang" in his room.

'Honestly, I even thought about just killing her off right away.'

There were times when he felt the need for that.

Even if he could keep individuals like Yulia, Natasha, or Cecily beneath him personally, he wished there was one person who had a perfect master-servant relationship from beginning to end, rather than a relationship where they had to maintain a collaborative front externally.

So, he had taken in those with decent abilities or high loyalty.

But as expected, the most fun subordinates were the ones who trembled and obeyed him unconditionally.

'In that sense, Rir, that woman is definitely decent.'

Her mind had already been almost completely broken by a single round of torture.

She wasn't a person with such high-level skills that she could break through hypnosis, so there was no risk of the skill being dispelled and getting stabbed in the back, and even if she did, it wouldn't be very painful.

Above all, Rir was a woman with talent in covert areas like infiltration or tailing rather than combat, so she was somewhat useful.

'Let's keep her for a while. I can decide whether to kill her or not later.'

Once the conclusion was reached to just play with her a bit more for now, he felt he needed to go back and check on the woman who would be on the verge of going crazy.

If he didn't go quickly and soothe her, the hypnosis that she must endure unconditionally and the unbearable pleasure pouring into and accumulating in her body might clash and completely break her.

Klaus, who had risen from his seat, headed to the bathroom as if he didn't need the room owner's permission.

After wiping off the love juice Natasha had sprayed and lightly rinsing his mouth, he came out, and Natasha, having regained her senses to some extent, was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at him.

"Eut...."

Of course, as soon as their gazes met, she reflexively closed her legs and shook her head as if to say no more, which only fueled the fire in the man's heart again.

"If your strategy is to seduce me with your own unique charm without even knowing it, I'll be honest, it seems quite effective. Even just a moment ago, I almost lost my reason while tormenting you."

"...I don't need that. You've already tormented me to your heart's content, so what's with this now."

Even as she said that, Natasha didn't seem particularly displeased.

Thinking that the man who had been hurling insults about how pathetic she was until just a while ago was now speaking his honest heart, her tension had loosened without her realizing it.

Furthermore, Klaus is the greatest hero of the Continental War.

Thinking that she, of all people, had brought out the true nature of a man known to be always upright, righteous, and obsessed only with honor, the pride unique to a fairy slowly raised its head.

"That's one thing, but Natasha. Looking at today's sparring, it seemed like your mana control wasn't working at all."

"Yes? Ah, that's... it's because I still can't handle mana well. If I get used to it soon...."

"Do you know why fairies can be so confident despite being the fewest in number? It's because, regardless of gender, they have alluring appearances and, even without much effort, are good at handling mana and casting magic. As a fairy, Natasha, you couldn't possibly not know that fact, right?"

"...."

"Be honest. Isn't it at a level where you won't be able to get used to it anytime soon? You, a woman of the Belarus family, offering your body to take me to that family. That can't just be out of loyalty to your family, can it?"

At the man's question, which struck exactly at her weak point, Natasha had to shut her mouth.

Yes, it was true; ironically, she, a fairy, had no talent for controlling mana.

Fairies are a race proficient in magic, with those talented in magic being comparable to the fairies themselves, but she, a fairy, had no talent for magic.

'Because of that, even in my family, they kept pushing me into the position of a nuisance.'

The Belarus family is one of the most recognized families even in fairy society.

Fairies held a strong admiration for the Belarus, and due to that influence, the fairies of Belarus held the belief that they must be perfect in every small part compared to fairies of other families.

But Natasha, who had received the blood of that Belarus, had no talent for magic.

Not just at a level where she lacked talent by fairy standards, but to a degree that would make even a human tilt their head in confusion.

Naturally, not only the various members of the Belarus family but even the family head did not look upon her favorably.

It was the fairy ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠society where, if one became a flaw or a defect of the family, they could be cast out at any time.

"You want to be recognized for your contribution by bringing me. If you, who cannot handle mana well, bring in someone like me, who is similar to a fairy in skill or talent but already has a high reputation socially, you would surely be recognized by your family."

"...."

"Am I right? Cadet Natasha?"

"...So what do you want me to do."

For the first time, Natasha muttered in a quite sharp voice.

She always emphasized to others that she was a member of the Belarus family, but since that family regarded her as a headache or a burden, she had been suffering from an inferiority complex without knowing it.

Since a human, a man, yet someone more excellent than herself, was poking at such parts, it was painful, yet impossible to refute, which made her feel even more miserable.

"How about it. I could help you. No, should I say I've already helped you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Try circulating it once. Your mana."

"Right now? Here?"

At Natasha's counter-question, Klaus nodded.

She wouldn't know at all, but he had already given the woman a gift in her body.

Simply playing with her body and breaking her pride was not enough.

If he slipped in one reason why she would have no choice but to submit to his heart, that would be the moment he could call it his favorite.

"...."

Natasha looked at Klaus with wary eyes for a moment, then slowly closed her eyes.

And steadying her breath, she began to circulate the mana in her body that had always put her in trouble.

'...Huh?'

And soon, she was able to sense that something was strange.

'Wh, what is this. Why is it moving so well? It wasn't like this before?'

Mana is a kind of energy, or internal energy, and magic is called the act of having it stay in the body, accelerating it whenever the user wants, and then manifesting it outside the body from a certain point.

This was the setting of mana and magic that Klaus had put into his novel, into this world.

And Natasha was exactly that kind of character, one who carried a fatal weakness in using magic, where accelerating mana inside her body did not work well.

Originally, Natasha Belarus, a fairy who would never get close to magic until she died.

But once she is embraced by Klaus, her life changes 180 degrees.

'Trait Development,' which could be called a sub-skill of the skill 'Excellent Teacher.'

It was a skill that increased the lowest part of the target's abilities, designated by Klaus, by a certain amount.

Unlike ordinary people who knew nothing about skills or abilities, for Klaus, who now grasped everything, this level of work was too easy, too easy.

"Wh, what is this? I wasn't the type to have mana control this good?"

"Surprising, isn't it?"

"What did you do, no, what kind of work did you pull? Ho, how can I control mana to this extent...."

"I may look like this, but I am someone who has been recognized by fairies for combat magic. I just used a method that can help the other person's mana control, even if it's not much. It seems it worked well since Cadet Natasha's mana control ability was below average."

Klaus, who subtly dissed her by saying her mana control was below average.

But Natasha had no room to pay attention to that.

Until before, it was so difficult that it was painful to even circulate it inside, let alone manifest mana outside the body, but now, she felt almost no pain even when she accelerated it.

"Think of it as a gift for you, who is following the private lessons well. Ah, of course, it only helps with very basic mana control, so don't be too happy. Fairies are originally all like that to some extent. Cadet Natasha knows that, right?"

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"...."

Klaus's words no longer reached Natasha's ears.

She was just blankly gaping, her mind occupied with staring at the man in front of her, whom she could never understand.