Chapter 270: Making Memories
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 270: Making Memories
“I’m not telling a meanie like you~”
Looking at his playful Senior, Muen felt utterly helpless.
The usually gentle Anna often revealed this "little devil" side of her personality. Yet, every single time, he found himself completely defenseless against her teasing.
But wasn't she even more charming this way?
Muen couldn't resist leaning in to plant another gentle kiss on Anna’s forehead. Since she had already made up her mind, he had no reason to try and talk her out of it.
While it was a pity they wouldn't be able to act all lovey-dovey around the Academy anymore, the headquarters of the Silence Bureau was right here in Belland. At worst, he’d just have to skip class a few more times; it wasn't as if they’d never see each other.
“So, Senior, were you waiting for me?” Muen asked with a smile.
Even though her things had been packed long ago, she had stayed behind in the place they knew best. This small, thoughtful gesture touched the softest part of Muen’s heart.
“That’s right, I was waiting for my Junior,” Anna said, her face tender and her eyes brimming with a smile.
“Once I knew you were back at the Academy, I started waiting here from the very first day. But you never showed up, and I couldn't get in touch with you. So, I just had to wait, and wait, and wait... See? I didn't actually wait that long. It’s only been a little less than a month.”
“A... a month?”
A chill ran down Muen’s spine, and he stammered, “Has it really been that long?”
“Junior...” Anna’s beautiful eyes suddenly narrowed as she said coldly, “You haven't been off fooling around somewhere and lost track of time, have you?”
“No, no, no, absolutely not! I’ve just been immersed in my cultivation lately. I definitely haven't been doing anything strange.”
Muen hurriedly explained himself, quickly recounting the "torture" he had endured in the Flower Sea.
Anna’s gaze grew even colder. “A white-haired loli...”
“She’s over a thousand years old! She’s over a thousand!” Muen looked left and right, whispering cautiously, “How could I possibly have any designs on an ultimate powerhouse who’s over a thousand years old? Besides, she’s my teacher.”
“Is that so...” Seemingly accepting the explanation, Anna finally let out a smile. “It seems my Junior has had a hard time lately. I suppose I’ve wronged you.”
“Phew...” Muen let out a long sigh of relief, then said with a grin, “It wasn't that hard. But I really did keep you waiting, Senior, so I have to make it up to you.”
“Make it up to me? How?”
“Hehe...”
Muen gave a wicked grin and suddenly leaned in, pulling Anna into a gentle embrace. He whispered into her ear, “How about... I give you a beautiful memory as compensation?”
“A memory?”
Anna blinked, and then, as realization dawned on her, her cheeks flushed crimson. She gave Muen’s chest a light thump and pouted, “We’re in a classroom.”
“Isn't a classroom even better? And if we’re talking about beautiful memories, it has to be in the place where we have the most history for it to be truly profound, right?”
Muen caressed Anna’s cheek and added, “Don't worry. This place is quite secluded, and since most students are in class right now, no one will come by.”
“The place where we have the most history...”
Anna’s gaze swept across the classroom.
Indeed, this place held many of her memories. This was where she had started her club, where she had spent her days researching ancient texts and the Snake Transformation Disease. And, of course, it was where she had shared those quiet, beautiful moments with her Junior.
Just thinking about it brought a smile to her lips.
In that case...
“Well... alright then.”
Anna turned back and gave Muen a flirtatious, sidelong glance. “I really am no match for a bad boy like you.”
“Senior, you’re the best!”
Having gained Anna’s consent, Muen pulled her closer, his hands already beginning to wander toward her sensitive spots.
“Wait a moment.”
Anna suddenly pushed Muen back, her breath sweet as lilies. “Not... not like this.”
“Not like this?” Muen blinked, confused.
“Mm.”
Anna gave a soft reply and suddenly waved her hand. All the curtains closed automatically, plunging the classroom into dim twilight.
She reached up and unfastened the top two buttons of her blouse but stopped there. She tilted her head up slightly, casting a sultry, upward glance at Muen.
That siren-like gaze, combined with the glimpse of her fair, rounded skin and the deep, hidden cleavage, immediately left Muen’s throat dry.
Seeing Muen’s impatient expression, a mischievous smile played on Anna’s lips, making the beauty mark at the corner of her eye seem even more enchanting.
Yet, she still didn't let Muen embrace her.
Anna sat back on a desk. Her slender fingers suddenly traced a path along her long, black-stockinged thighs, moving slowly upward, and upward, and upward...
All the way into the depths covered by her short skirt, where Muen’s gaze could not reach.
Then, under Muen’s increasingly heated stare, she gave her snake-like waist a gentle wiggle.
Her fingers hooked onto something.
Accompanied by the clear sound of Muen swallowing hard, Anna’s long legs rubbed together gently. Then, a small piece of black lace fabric slid slowly down her smooth thigh.
Atop that tiny piece of fabric, a small red bow trembled in sync with Muen’s heavy breathing, looking as if it might flutter away like a butterfly at any moment.
Anna propped herself up on the desk with her hands and slowly raised one long leg, hooking the fabric with her foot. Her black-stockinged toes traced a light path across Muen’s chest.
His own buttons were undone—only two, just enough to reveal the firming pectoral muscles beneath his thin shirt.
Anna brushed the fabric against Muen’s chest and teased, “Junior, girls don't like men who are in such a rush.”
“But who told you to be such a provocative little vixen?”
Muen suppressed the rising fire within him, snatched the fabric away, and stuffed it into his pocket. He said fiercely, “As punishment, this is mine!”
Anna rolled her eyes at him and huffed, “Pervert.”
“I am a pervert, and haven't you experienced that firsthand, Senior?”
Muen chuckled, then leaned down to grab her foot, gently stroking it. His gaze followed her leg all the way up.
The pleated skirt still clung to Anna’s rounded thighs, perfectly veiling the sacred domain that should now be completely defenseless.
At this moment, from top to bottom, Anna was only missing one insignificant piece of fabric. She was actually less exposed than some of the "bad girls" in the Academy usually were.
And yet, the ordinary Academy uniform she wore seemed to be imbued with a special magic, exerting a unique allure and stimulation over Muen.
Damn it, she’s really playing this game with me?
Muen took a deep breath, a burning light erupting in his eyes.
He felt the smooth, firm skin beneath his palm and inhaled the intoxicating fragrance in the air. He followed the path she had prepared for him, moving steadily forward.
Like a brave pioneer, fueled by the will to win and treading with firm steps, he stepped without hesitation into that unknown, profound depth.
He was determined to forge his own warm path through this black forest.