I Became the Academy's Veteran Player

Thud.

Oh Hyunsoo's knees buckled and hit the ground on their own.

With Weight Amplification active, even his fall made a thunderous crash.

I let go of his collar.

I glanced up at the HP bar floating in the air above him. The red bar draining out of Oh Hyunsoo shrank and shrank until it hit zero — combat incapacitated.

I looked out past the edge of the field, toward where the S-rank cadets were gathered. Every last one of them stood frozen, nothing moving but their blinking eyes.

Whoops. Oops.

I called out, a little awkwardly.

"H-holy Explosion!"

And with that, I pulled my fist away from his flank, where I'd been driving it in.

"Guhhh..."

Oh Hyunsoo groaned, both hands clutched against the right side of his ribs.

"Guhk... uuuuugh... ugh..."

Down on his knees, he glared up at me with an expression full of humiliation.

"Huu... huuuk..."

"Hey. Hold on. Hold on a second."

I panicked. Tears were welling up in Oh Hyunsoo's eyes.

"Huk... uuuuuh..."

He pressed his lips together, fighting it, but the corners of his mouth curled downward like a flounder's.

I studied his face with growing concern.

"Hey. No way. Hey. You're not... crying, are you?"

"GUHK!"

Oh no.

My innocent little question worked like pulling a trigger.

"WAAAAAAAH!"

He started bawling like a newborn baby.

"Wha— hey. Hey. Sorry. You okay?"

While I stood there flustered, Choi Jiyoon came running over and checked on Oh Hyunsoo's condition.

"Hyunsoo, are you all right? Where does it hurt?"

"Waaah... he... he... his fist... huk... Holy... WAAAAAAAH..."

Tears born of pain and shame streamed down ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠his cheeks, dripping off his chin one by one.

Well, it made sense. Guys like him had only ever thrown punches, never taken them — some of them had zero pain tolerance for it.

Once she'd assessed him, Choi Jiyoon frantically waved toward the edge of the training ground. The medical team, which had been watching with mounting unease for a while now, hurried over.

"What happened here?"

I told them the truth.

"He took a Holy Explosion skill square in the side."

Choi Jiyoon shot me a look of sheer disbelief, then calmly added, "It looks like his ribs are ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠broken from the fist itself."

Oh Hyunsoo was carried out on a stretcher.

Choi Jiyoon and I trudged back toward where the cadets were standing.

"You were supposed to go easy on him."

She deliberately scolded me in front of the kids.

"No, I did go easy on him. I think the guy's just fundamentally incompatible with Holy Explosion."

I glanced over at Yoon Seokhyeon.

[Holy Explosion, huh. Decent power, I guess.]

Seo Yujin seemed to be having much the same thought.

[Tch. What? It's a spell you have to use point-blank? That's complete garbage. How is THAT an S-rank skill?]

Choi Jiyoon spoke up.

"I need to go check on Hyunsoo, so everyone train on your own for now. If you have time, you can stop by later."

I raised my hand.

"Instructor."

"What."

"Could I maybe spar with one of the others too?"

"With who?"

I swept my gaze across the S-rank cadets one by one. The instant my eyes met any of theirs, their eyeballs went into evasive maneuvers.

What's this? I haven't even shown off the Vajra Body yet.

Apparently the impact of my punch slamming into Oh Hyunsoo had left quite the impression. With so little information about me to go on, none of them wanted to end up sobbing on a stretcher like Oh Hyunsoo.

Choi Jiyoon turned to me.

"That's enough. Kim Ian, you... haah. I need to have a talk with you, so come to my office before lunch. Understood?"

"...Yes, ma'am."

Choi Jiyoon turned away — and covered the distance to where Oh Hyunsoo had been carried off in just a few strides.

Yoo Seolha came up to me.

"Ian, just now, you—"

But before she could finish, I found myself completely surrounded by the other S-ranks.

"What the hell is Holy Explosion? That ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠thing's insane. Point-blank? Can you not use it at range?"

"You absolute madman. Dude, if he'd hit you first, YOU'D have been the one in danger. Damn. And you just counter-charged into that?"

"Ian, did you join a club yet?"

Amid all that overwhelming attention, the S-rank class's first session came to an end.

Not a bad way to make a first impression.

[Professor's Research Office — Choi Jiyoon]

"Instructor. Is this... the talk you mentioned?"

I sat perched on the edge of her desk with my pants and boxers pulled down around my ankles, while Choi Jiyoon crouched in front of me. Both hands wrapped around my hardening cock, she was busy licking it up and down with total devotion.

"Hm? Didn't hear you."

"You said we were going to have a talk."

"We're having one right now, aren't we? So? How's the S-rank class treating you?"

Choi Jiyoon tossed out the question casually, then went back to sucking on the head of ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my cock with little puckered kisses. On the tripod beside us, a camera was mounted — its little screen faithfully recording the sight of Choi Jiyoon going down on me.

"What's with the camera?"

"Oh. All one-on-one meetings have to be recorded — policy against bribery and sexual harassment. Don't worry about it. We'll delete it after."

She continued, "And when it's just the two of us, call me Jiyoon like you used to."

"I'm afraid I'll slip up in front of other people."

"Chuu—"

Choi Jiyoon bobbed her head without pause, working her mouth up and down my length. It seemed she'd developed a withdrawal symptom from not getting to suck my cock for the past few days. One hand pumped my shaft while the other massaged my balls — she didn't forget a single thing.

The thought that this side of Choi Jiyoon was being captured on film, completely unfiltered, made my cock swell even harder.

Chup... chup...

The only sound in the quiet office was the wet slurping of her lips on my cock.

I murmured in a low whisper.

"Someone outside will hear you, Instructor."

"Haaah."

She flicked her tongue just beneath the head as she answered. "The office is at the end of the corridor. It's fine — they won't hear anything at this volume."

I glanced toward the door, then slipped a hand over and casually fondled her chest through her instructor's uniform.

"Honestly."

She let go of my cock and started undoing her buttons. Once her blouse hung open, she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. Her full, springy breasts spilled free.

"What if someone walks in?"

She took my hand and pressed it against her bare breast. "Then the whole world finds out I'm your woman, doesn't it?"

"Oh, really?"

I pulled Choi Jiyoon to her feet. "Then since you've already gone this far, take off the rest."

A flicker of hesitation crossed her face. She looked toward the door — then, as if steeling herself, began peeling off her clothes one piece at a time.

I stripped too.

And just like that, we stood naked in the professor's office. It was the first time we'd done it anywhere outside the dungeon. Voices and footsteps drifted in from the corridor and beyond the window.

I bent Choi Jiyoon over the desk, hands planted on its surface. She spread her legs just enough and pushed her hips out invitingly. The camera caught it all in perfect detail — the breasts and ass begging to be squeezed, the dramatic inward curve of her waist.

Choi Jiyoon spoke in a voice barely above a whisper. "I... if you put it in, I think I'll come."

I gripped my massive cock and pressed the head against her pussy, teasing her entrance for the first time in days.

"Mmph."

Her head tipped back. A bead of arousal dripped from her and splattered onto the office floor.

I spread her tightly closed folds apart and began working the head inside.

"Nnngh."

"It's been a while, hasn't it, Instructor?"

Once the head slipped in, I drove the whole thick length of me deep into her in one smooth stroke.

"Aaaah♥"

Choi Jiyoon couldn't hold it back anymore — she finally let out a whimper like a bitch in heat. Her pussy clamped down tight around the intruding cock and gushed nectar all over it.

"Shhh."

I seized both her breasts in my hands and whispered against her ear.

"Mmm. Sorry. It's just been so long."

Choi Jiyoon's hips twitched and shuddered.

"What am I supposed to do if you come the second I'm inside you, Instructor? Don't tell me being on camera got you that worked up?"

"Th-that's not it."

I pressed my lips to her smooth, bare back and circled her stiff nipples with my fingertips. Her body gave off that same sweet scent it always did.

[He's filming us doing this... I'm so turned on♥]

I began to move my hips, slowly at first. My huge cock started sliding back and forth inside her.

"Haah... haahh... haah..."

"Instructor. Does it feel that good? Make noises like that and someone outside might actually hear you."

"Was it... too big?"

"Yes."

"I'll be quiet."

Choi Jiyoon pressed her lips together tight.

We mingled our bodies in silence, no whispers between us. Each time I slowly pushed in and drew back out, the only sound in the quiet office was the slick squelching of her nectar being churned. Lips sealed shut, Choi Jiyoon kept her chin raised while her body trembled again and again — and every time she did, her juices splattered noisily onto the floor from the point where my cock joined our bodies.

I whispered to her.

"Instructor?"

"Mmhm?"

"I want to fuck you so hard it makes those loud clapping sounds. Like I did in the dungeon."

"Nnnh... then they'll hear it for sure..."

Her inner walls tightened around my shaft.

"If you let me cum inside you, I want to hear you moan like a bitch in heat, calling out my name."

"Do I... really sound like a bitch in heat?"

"That's your charm, Instructor."

I rolled her stiff, swollen nipples between my fingers back and forth.

How am I going to work this out?

She was a celebrity with eyes on her everywhere — there wasn't a single place inside the academy or out where we could meet freely. Nowhere we could take our time and fuck her loud and hard like she deserved.

I started speeding up my hips. Careful not to let flesh slap against flesh, I didn't bottom out — just drove fast, shallow strokes that stimulated every sensitive spot inside her in turn.

"Haaah... Ian... aaaah♥"

"Look at you. You really are just a bitch in heat."

"Mmph."

I grabbed both her breasts and squeezed them hard.

"Choi Jiyoon, you're my bitch. Aren't you?"

"Nnnghk."

"No answer? Guess I'll have to fuck you loud enough for the whole hallway to hear, then."

I slammed my cock deep into her core.

"Aaaaah!"

Flesh smacked against flesh, and the sound rang out.

Squelch, squelch, squelch.

"I-Iaaan♡ Stop, they'll hear—"

She gasped in panic.

"Then answer me. Fast."

Clap, clap, clap, clap.

"Okay, okay, I'll answer, so—"

"Say it. What are you to me?"

"I-I'm your... your bitch."

"Good girl."

I stirred my cock around inside her in one slow, deep circle — then pulled out.

"Aaahng."

She clapped a hand over her own mouth. Her hips convulsed beyond her control.

"Nnngh... ahh... aahng..."

The pussy that had been stuffed full of thick cock clamped shut and spasmed, spraying clear streams onto the floor with a hissing sound.

While Choi Jiyoon shook her hips and splattered her juices across the floor, I stayed beside her, calmly stroking the small of her back.

"Haaah..."

Once her convulsions had finally wrung her dry, she lifted her head.

"Done already?"

"...Mmhm."

I grabbed my cock, pumped it a few times, and positioned myself squarely in the camera's frame.

"I'm about to cum — catch it in your mouth."

Mindful of the camera, Choi Jiyoon knelt down in front of me. The moment I brought the head to her lips, she began sucking on it like it was the most natural thing in the world.

I stroked her hair. "I'd love to paint your whole face, but then Jiyoon — well, no need to guess. You wouldn't be able to hold back your moaning."

"Mm. Just cum in my mouth today."

Saliva dripped in strings from the tip of her tongue as she lapped at the head.

I watched Choi Jiyoon savoring my cock for a long moment, then spoke up.

"What do you think about me starting a club or something?"

Academy-approved clubs got their own dedicated clubroom. According to the novel, every single clubroom had a ridiculously luxurious hotel feel to it, since Yoon Seokhyeon's father had donated the money to build them.

"A club? Hmm. Not a bad idea. Even if I signed on as your faculty advisor, you'd need at least three members."

Three, huh. Exactly what we'd have.

Me. Yoo Seolha. And Seo Yujin.

The Seo Yujin situation obviously didn't need explaining right now.

"True. Then let's put it on hold for now. Hands behind your back."

I took Choi Jiyoon's head in both hands. She clasped her arms behind her back, and I began moving my hips, savoring the exclusive mouth-pussy I'd trained her into back in the dungeon.

"Aaah..."

The sigh of appreciation escaped me on its own.

Korea's highest-ranked hunter and an SSS-class beauty — Choi Jiyoon. And there she was on camera, using her mouth as my personal cock-sleeve.

"Cumming? Drink every drop."

"Mmm."

Her lips clamped down tight around my shaft.

"Aaah!"

Bvvvrrrt! Bvrt! Bvrt! Bvvrrrt!

I unloaded my semen into her mouth.

"Mmmmm."

Choi Jiyoon's cheeks bulged. And then, in the quiet professor's office—

Gulp. Gulp.

—that was the only sound.

Mouth stuffed completely full of my cock, she looked up at me as she swallowed down the load. She drained it now without spilling a single drop, expertly. With her arms still held behind her back, her eyes went hazy — and before long she began splattering her own juices onto the floor all over again.

"Look at that. Coming just from swallowing my cum. You really are a bitch in heat, aren't you?"

I gently caressed her cheek.

"Puhaaah."

When I finally pulled my spent cock from her mouth, she opened up wide and stuck her tongue out on her own — showing me proof that she'd swallowed everything. Another fruit of the training we'd done in the dungeon. Strings of saliva mixed with white semen trailed long and glistening from the tip of her tongue.

Ring—

Just then, the phone I'd left on the desk went off.

I walked over, picked it up — then brought my cock back to Choi Jiyoon's lips.

"Suck."

"Mmm."

She gripped my hips and began cleaning the semen-slicked shaft with her mouth.

Chup... chup...

Whether it was the taste of Pleasure Semen after so long, her eyes had completely rolled back — she didn't seem to be thinking about being overheard anymore, not even a little.

I checked my phone.

Hm?

The messages were from someone unexpected.