Practical Training (5)
Sena's heart hammered violently the instant she laid eyes on the Jukchang she had longed to see again. Was it because she hadn't seen it in so long? Her entire body trembled as her heart thumped in a steady rhythm.
“Haa… haa…”
“Are you all right?”
Professor Elric asked with a face full of concern. She had felt it before, but he really was far too kind. Even the demon who had caused this incident—he had only subdued it and ultimately spared its life. As a former Saintess candidate, Sena couldn't help but feel genuine respect for how purely good he was.
That was precisely why.
I want to keep him by my side.
Unlike those ugly nobles, Elric was purer than anyone. Just having someone like him nearby would feel like her whole body was being cleansed. And if she could receive education from that Jukchang at least once a day… the mere thought made her dizzy with ecstasy.
Ah. The Sun God must have regressed me to give me this opportunity.
With that thought, she briefly recalled her first meeting with Elric.
Back then, Sena had lived her academy life completely devoid of emotion. After a lecture, she was just about to head to the church to pray to the Sun God when—
“U-um, Saintess.”
A familiar student approached and spoke to her. She tilted her head.
“Yes? Is there something you need?”
“Ah, yes. Professor Elric said it's time for your scheduled meeting and asked me to come get you…”
“I understand.”
With those words, she turned and began walking. The next moment—
The sound of her own classmates gossiping behind her back reached her ears. A normal person would at least glare at them, but since she felt no emotions at all, she simply let it pass. While ignoring the voices with an expressionless face, she soon arrived in front of Elric's laboratory.
“Professor. May I come in?”
“Enter.”
At his words, she pushed the door open. Immediately, a green wooden staff came into view.
What is that?
While she stared in confusion—
“What are you doing just standing there? Sit down.”
He looked at her as if asking why she was spacing out. Sena sat down as instructed and stared at him for a moment.
Now that I think about it, he's changed a lot.
His first impression had been, without exaggeration, the absolute worst. Unlike ordinary people, she had the power to see the nature of a person's soul—and Elric's had been among the most repulsive she had ever encountered. She had seen countless souls, but one that made her feel nauseous just by looking at it was almost a first. Because of that, she had avoided him except during lecture times.
Then one day, his soul suddenly changed. She didn't know the exact reason, but—
It's become much gentler.
Of course, that didn't mean he had turned into an incredibly virtuous person. He was simply at the level of an average human. Still, such a sudden change was nearly impossible. Having seen so many souls, she knew that the nature of a soul rarely changed—and even when it did, it never happened abruptly.
That was why she had briefly wondered if something was wrong with her. But—
His behavior matches what I see now. It's completely different from before.
While Sena was thinking about Elric's recent actions—
“What are you spacing out for?”
Elric stared at her blankly. Sena snapped back to attention, shook her head, and apologized.
“Ah, I'm sorry.”
“It's fine. Anyway, is there anything difficult for you, or any problems?”
“No. There isn't.”
She answered without the slightest hesitation, her voice completely emotionless. Elric narrowed his eyes.
“Hmm. That's exactly your problem.”
“…Pardon?”
She blinked at the unexpected statement. The next words out of his mouth were even more shocking.
“Just looking at you now, you're conversing like you have no emotions at all.”
“……”
“That's the problem.”
She had never imagined hearing something like this from the professor in front of her. Even though he was a professor, in terms of status alone, wasn't she higher? A Saintess candidate was practically on the level of royalty. Sena acknowledged his words in an emotionless voice.
“Yes. I have no emotions. The church taught me that way.”
“Hmm. I see.”
Normally, anyone hearing this would stay silent. After all, when she mentioned the church, the one who had actually educated her was the Pope. So it would be normal not to interfere, but…
“But I can't stand seeing one of my students like this. Therefore, you will have a meeting with me every day after class. First, we need to restore your normal emotions.”
Contrary to expectations, he declared that he would fix his student. At the time, she had no idea.
That he had meant every word.
While Sena was briefly recalling her first meeting with Elric—
“Sena?”
Elric suddenly called her name. Snapping out of her thoughts, she turned her gaze to him.
“Ah, yes.”
“Hmm. You seem to be fine now, judging by your reaction. Anyway, the monster rampage appears to be over. Let's head back.”
“Yes. But before that, may I confirm something?”
As she spoke, she stared fixedly at his Jukchang. There was one thing she wanted to confirm right now.
Did the professor regress as well?
Unlike the previous round, he already possessed the Jukchang. It was only natural that she would suspect him.
“What exactly do you want to confirm?”
“That is… may I take a look at that wooden staff…?”
With flushed cheeks, she gazed at the Jukchang. Elric inwardly panicked at the sight of her.
Shit. She wants to confirm this?
Ever since the yanderes regressed, he had expected something like this, but he never thought it would happen this quickly. He wanted to refuse immediately, but that might only make her more suspicious. She was already looking at him with a slightly doubtful expression. Still, he needed to ask properly just in case.
“All right. What exactly do you want to confirm?”
“Ah, yes. That…”
With reddened earlobes, she lowered her head. Then she twisted her legs together and spoke in an embarrassed, cautious voice.
“Could you… educate me with it?”
“……”
“I mean! To be more specific, if you could spank my butt a few times with it…!”
The reason she was acting so shy was obvious. If he hadn't regressed, he would undoubtedly treat her like a crazy woman.
Of course, even if he had, she's still a crazy woman.
Anyway, while asking to be hit with the Jukchang, she naturally thrust her hips toward him. It seemed her body was far more honest than her words.
Gulp!
For a moment, the alluring curve of her hips visible through her thin skirt filled his vision. Come to think of it, in the previous round, hadn't he repeatedly smacked that very butt with the Jukchang to awaken both pain and pleasure?
Any normal man would jump at the chance.
The woman before him was none other than the future Saintess. How many men could say they had the chance to spank her even once? But—
Still, this is wrong!
Yes. No matter how tempting it looked, he had no hobby of deriving pleasure from hitting others.
But you can't just stay still, Master.
You're right…
Just as Jukchang-i said, staying idle would only make her more suspicious. After another gulp, Elric steeled himself and slowly raised the Jukchang. The moment he finished gathering his thoughts, he brought it down on her butt with controlled force.
Slap!
A sound like a sharp slap echoed through the forest. At the same time—
“Hngh.”
She let out a coquettish moan. It seemed Jukchang-i's pleasure had been transmitted.
This is seriously a problem if she likes it this much.
The woman before him was protected by the Sun God's blessing, which normally nullified most curses. Yet even that blessing was useless in front of the Jukchang. Elric sighed inwardly and spoke.
“This should be enough, right?”
“Haa… haa… No. It doesn't seem like I've confirmed it properly yet. Please do it a little more, Professor.”
Panting heavily, Sena answered with eyes full of madness. The cold sweat trickling down her face and her shallow breaths made it clear that her switch had been flipped.
I'm screwed.
He had roughly expected that one time wouldn't be enough, but he never imagined her switch would activate this quickly. At this rate, he would have to keep spanking her until she was satisfied.
Hmm. Come to think of it, I probably shouldn't leave the heroines like this.
Capturing the Demon King was important, but to reach a perfect ending, he needed to restore the heroines to normal, didn't he? Therefore, he had to use a different method than usual.
Jukchang-i.
Huh? Master? What?
This time, don't give her any pleasure. Only pain.
What? Is that okay? She might break if you do that.
It was true that giving her only pain might shatter Sena's mind. But hadn't she already broken the moment she started begging to be spanked with the Jukchang? Besides—
I need to use shock therapy so she never thinks about this again.
Hmm. It's a shame to lose that nice sensation, but if Master says so… How hard should I go?
As lightly as possible. Even that should be quite painful.
Got it, Master. But without any pleasure at all?
Yes. None whatsoever.
Understood.
With that, I turned my gaze back to her butt. The moment I swung the Jukchang with controlled force—
“Hiiiiiiaaaaagh!”
Her reaction was completely different from before. It seemed she was flustered because there was no pleasure mixed in at all.
“H-huh?”
“Is there a problem?”
“N-no. Please do it one more time.”
“All right.”
I adjusted my strength again and struck her butt. Then—
“Kyaaaah!”
She screamed just like before. Her eyes shook from the unexpected pain. Normally, anyone would stop at this point, but—
She needs more shock than that.
Otherwise, she would lose her mind again and start begging to be hit. To bring her back to her senses, I kept pressing her. Then—
“Hngh!”
She bit down hard on her lower lip, trying to hold back her moans. I struck her again.
Smack!
Her body flinched violently as she squeezed her eyes shut. At the same time, a wet, moaning sound reached my ears.
“Haaangh!”
What the hell? This time, the only curse I had placed on her was pain. I hadn't done anything else. Yet—
“Haa… haa…”
Contrary to expectations, she was getting excited just like before!
Jukchang-i. You're not using the pleasure curse, are you?
Master. I'm confused too right now.
Since Jukchang-i and I had a contract, I could immediately tell if she was lying. There wasn't the slightest falsehood in her words. In other words—
She's enjoying this with nothing but pure pain?
The thought sent chills down my spine. I was adjusting my strength as much as possible so she wouldn't break, but it was still undeniably painful. Yet instead of suffering, she was getting excited from the pain!
No way. Fuck, she's turned into a genuine masochist!
The situation had worsened far beyond what I expected. Even now, she was looking at me with eyes that screamed hit me more. While I was stunned by the unexpected turn of events—
“What the…”
A bewildered voice suddenly rang out nearby. When I turned my head, I saw a student staring at us in utter shock. At the same time—
The story has diverged from the previous round. A reward will be given. Sigh.
The author's reward arrived. It would have been perfect if only that last sigh wasn't there.