Isn't This Too Forced? But Thanks.

I pulled up my Status Window.

I dumped all four points into stamina. It was getting close to thirty now, and I still hadn’t found a reason to unleash the ridiculous amount of strength I had, so stamina was the safe choice.

Next I checked the shop’s food tab. Pork, mackerel, and strawberries had been added. Nice—protein, omega-3s, and a fruit for vitamins. In the weapon tab, the Empire Apprentice Knight Sword had appeared. I bought it without hesitation.

Fuck, five thousand points? What a rip-off.

It was expensive, but after the fight with that orc I’d learned how important a good weapon could be. No point in saving points if I ended up dead. Better to spend them now.

The most important menu was next.

I opened the ability tab.

Basic magic had come back. The rest of the list was the usual weird assortment with no follow-up techniques for my Mujong Swordsmanship. Ah, these must be the support classes. I could go full battle mage or pick a secondary profession for backup.

I was tempted by magic, but my brain wasn’t wired for it. I’d probably waste it. Besides, the price gaps were ridiculous. Hmm. The more expensive ones should be more effective, right?

Necromancy and Taming looked decent. Everything else seemed useless. If this had been a zombie apocalypse I would’ve grabbed necromancy without thinking twice, but the monster-heavy world made me hesitate. Zombies were basically trash mobs these days anyway. And they might not even count under necromancy.

Whatever. I could always start from skeleton level one and grind them up like a game.

In the end I bought Taming. The descriptions were unhelpful as always, so I just picked the most expensive one. The moment I did, every support-class option vanished from the shop. Only Flight and Silence remained.

Flight looked useful for travel or combat. After I bought it, Silence was the lone skill left, almost like the shop was begging me to take it too.

Silence? What the hell is this? The Silence I know is…

It seemed to be a sound-blocking skill. We were still in a school, so noise was a concern. We’d been loud as hell having sex so far, but if we kept it up we’d get caught eventually. Constantly checking the minimap while I was balls-deep was exhausting too.

Quiet sex could be hot in its own way, but the real thrill was hearing those desperate moans right in my ear.

“Jihye. We’re short twenty points. Get up here quick.”

“Hup— Yes! Jin-woo, sir! I’ll work extra hard! Hehe…♡”

I wasn’t actually short on points. I just wanted the numbers to line up nicely. But the way Jihye’s face tightened like she’d been given a sacred mission before she climbed on top of me was insanely hot.

Thanks to Dayeong I’d earned a fat six thousand two hundred points—double the three thousand one hundred Jihye had given me. Even after all the purchases I still had plenty left. The efficiency bonus from last time meant I was never hurting for points anymore. Getting Hee-jung’s ass had given me another nice chunk too.

“Haaang…♡ Jin-woo, sir, I’ll squeeze it all out for you…♡ Hurry up and thrust thrust thrust…♡”

“…”

“…”

I cast a small Silence field around Jihye. Her filthy, cock-hungry moans disappeared completely.

“Kiss me.”

Jihye reacted instantly to my words. Even though sounds from outside couldn’t reach in, she still lunged for my lips like she could hear me perfectly. Or maybe she just really wanted to kiss right then. I’d have to test it a few more times. For all I knew she was just grinding on me without hearing anything.

Either way, it was a good skill. The status window must have read my mind and given me exactly what I needed at the right moment. Or maybe it had always been in the shop and I just hadn’t noticed it until now. Kind of like that Schrödinger’s cat thing. Whatever.

“Oppa…♡ I’m still not satisfied…♡”

Si-yeong had woken up and ruined my plan to make the SP total end in a clean zero.

Apocalypse Day 9.

Like always, I was enjoying Hee-jung’s morning service while my hands roamed over Dayeong’s and Si-yeong’s full, heavy breasts.

Knock knock.

“Teacher, wake up eyo! It’s morning eyo! I’m coming in eyo?”

A cold sweat ran down my back. Fuck. Why is she barging into someone else’s room—oh right, this is Dayeong’s room.

I triggered Acceleration. The moment I understood the situation I moved faster than I ever had before. Practice really did make the skill smoother. This was quicker than when I fought the minotaur. I threw on my clothes and reached the door before she could see inside, blocking her view.

A girl with vivid red hair. She wore a school uniform, so she was clearly a student. The scene behind me would have been a serious problem for her to witness.

“Eek? Why are you coming out ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠of the teacher’s room eyo!?”

“Uh… I was bringing her something this morning. What are you here for?”

The girl—deep red hair that would probably turn black indoors—had it styled in twin tails. Her light green eyes caught the sunlight and sparkled like emeralds. The faint freckles dusting her cheeks made her look exactly like the Anne from those old fairy-tale books.

“Liar eyo! I know everything eyo! Are you two dating eyo? So you’re having sex—mmph!”

I quickly covered her mouth. Is this okay? I opened her status window.

Why does it say she’s twenty now? It didn’t show that last time. Is the status window glitching?

Oh fuck. It updates instantly now. She must’ve felt it was unfair.

It wasn’t unheard of for transfer students from abroad to be a year behind. Fine, she was twenty. But the fact that today was her birthday and that’s why it didn’t show up last time felt way too forced. Whatever. At least it meant she was fair game. Same age as Si-yeong too.

Still, that “beloved teacher” line really got on my nerves. It didn’t feel like normal respect or affection.

Lesbian?

Her eyes were glistening. If I didn’t do something they’d spill over any second. I went straight for the throat—there was no reason to hold back.

“You. You like that teacher, don’t you?”

“W-what are you saying eyo! Don’t say such ridiculous things eyo!”

The flustered look on her face and the way her freckles stood out against her blush made it a hundred percent obvious. That expression was one I’d seen plenty of times on the girls I’d claimed. Hidden desire was written all over her. This girl wanted Dayeong.

“Really? I’m about to go back in there and fuck Dayeong. Don’t you want to watch?”

“Ugh… what do you mean by ‘fuck’ eyo! Are you two having sex eyo? If it’s… something like that…”

She twisted one of her twin tails around her finger while her whole body squirmed. The shy way she was acting was surprisingly hot. Grabbing those twin tails while she sucked me off would probably feel amazing.

The problem was the uniform.

“Take that uniform off and come back. Oppa’s allergic to school uniforms.”

“What? Uniform doesn’t matter eyo! You really don’t want to show me eyo!”

I flicked her forehead.

“Hey. If you want to watch, change into this and come find me tonight. I’ll let you see the woman you love panting like a bitch in ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠heat.”

I handed her an outfit from my inventory. No matter how old she was, school uniforms were genuine trauma for me. Even my usually reliable cock would probably wilt if she kept it on.

She stared at the clothes, clearly debating whether to believe me. It didn’t look like she was wondering if she should trust me—it looked like she was deciding whether she actually wanted to watch Dayeong having sex.

I’d given her enough time. If she showed up tonight I’d just have to put on another voyeur show like yesterday. I kept her from peeking past me as she kept trying to look behind my back. She eventually sighed and turned away. I watched her retreating figure until she disappeared around the corner.

Maybe I’d be able to give her a special birthday present tonight. A thick, sticky, white one. Eating the hot homeroom teacher had come with a free bonus girl.

“Ah… that’s right. Olivia stayed in school an extra year, so she’d normally have graduated already. Her father’s in the military, so she followed him here.”

Dayeong confirmed it for me. The status window wouldn’t make a mistake, but it was worth double-checking. I didn’t mention that I’d invited Olivia as a special guest tonight. I didn’t know if she’d actually come, and the fact that Dayeong had no idea made it even hotter. I changed the subject.

“Where does her dad work?”

“I’m not sure… He’s air force, so it has something to do with Osan, but there must be a base around here that civilians don’t know about.”

“If he’s a soldier and he’s still alive, shouldn’t he have come looking for his daughter by now?”

“Well… if my own parents showed up I thought he’d probably be the first ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠one here, but… there’s no way to know. If he’s searching, wouldn’t he post on the community?”

“Ah… yeah, I guess.”

The other girls’ parents weren’t coming for them either? Not a single one?”

“…”

Dayeong stared at the floor in silence, looking depressed. Her plump lower lip poking out was ridiculously cute.

“Why the long face? It’s not like you did anything wrong. Take your clothes off. I’ll make sure you stop thinking about weird stuff.”

“I’m… already almost naked, you know?”

“Tsk—talking back?”

Slap!

“Haaah—! Kyaa…♡”

I ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠spent the entire morning fucking Dayeong and the other girls while testing the limits of Silence. Outside sounds still came through, but nothing we made inside leaked out.

While I was at it I went out to the playground to test the other skill too. The moment I activated Flight my body floated into the air. It moved exactly the way I imagined, wriggling in whatever direction I wanted. The speed was impressive—I’d probably use it more often than a bicycle now. I could feel it draining my stamina, though. I tested changing direction, adjusting speed, and maintaining altitude. The controls weren’t easy.

Which was probably why, the moment I let my guard down, my lips that should only ever touch my women met the ground in a passionate kiss.

My mood was quite bad.