Chapter 79 – Let’s Drop the Lightning!
A week has passed since then.
Since my sprained foot had improved enough to allow me to work, I decided to attend the academy again.
When I showed up wearing my school uniform,
My junior, who was preparing breakfast, looked at me with some disapproval.
“It would be nice to just stay home.”
“Even a joke.”
“It’s not a joke. At this point…”
“Not at all?”
“… No.”
Why do I stop talking?
And it would be nice to stay home all the time. It’s not a child…
It’s not like I’ll be responsible for it for the rest of my life.
I felt burdened by my junior’s gaze on every part of my body, so I rolled my eyes and said.
“Well, don’t look at me like that…”
“It’s pretty.”
As soon as I heard that I was pretty, I took a deep breath and cringed.
Well, the reason why I’m like this is, ugh, for the past week, my junior has always told me that I’m pretty before doing something dirty, so now I’m going to do it again as soon as I hear that I’m pretty. And the body that learned it ended up reacting in its own way.
I can no longer hear the word pretty as a pure compliment…
My junior saw me writhing around and laughed as if he knew why I was doing that.
How can you have such a relaxed attitude when you mold people to your own tastes and make their heads fill up with thoughts of exercise when you touch them?
Baddie. My junior was a terrible guy.
“Should we come back and do it again?”
“Sir, it’s sour…” .”
“Really?”
“…”
You don’t know how much I’ve suffered from him over the past week.
I do it when I open my eyes, I do it when I close my eyes, I do it when I stay close for a moment, I do it, I do it again…
I don’t know if you can imagine if I told you that the time we were together was longer than the time we were apart.
I knew from the beginning that my junior had exceptional physical strength, but other than that, he really was like no other beast.
I was so close to finding a trash can specifically for condoms and bringing it to me, that I guess I’ve said everything…
The problem was that because I couldn’t go anywhere and stayed at home, my sexual desire was overflowing, and I couldn’t refuse his temptation.
“And then, really, I’m going to die. No, I don’t want to…”
“Who wants to die? Are you a senior?”
He said that it wouldn’t happen, and that he would take responsibility if anything went wrong, but
That wasn’t what I was worried about.
I looked up at him and said.
“No, not me, master…”
“…”
One funny thing is, yes, even though he leads, and I am the one on the receiving end, my junior wants to do it much more than me, so I have no choice but to accept it.
The point was that it didn’t look like that at all on the outside.
As for my junior, I would say his impression has become sharper recently… My cheek fat had disappeared.
Of course, it’s still a cool face, but I think it suits me better, but I couldn’t get rid of the feeling that I was sucked in somewhere.
On the contrary, my skin feels shiny all over, and my breasts seem to be a little more swollen, perhaps because I keep touching them… Sometimes, when I look in the mirror, I see a face so lively that it surprises me, and even though I’m not conscious of it, I keep smiling flirtatiously…
Ugh, this is how I feel about pampering him by eating him up.
It’s like a monster that sucks men’s vitality and uses it for food. It’s definitely not, but I felt like I was a woman who pretended not to want to do it and was angry and angry, so I said with my mouth pouting.
“… From today, I won’t do it.”
“Yes?”
“I guess I’m getting bored. You did it too much, yes, Master, too, right? Because I got sick of it…”
“That can’t be right.”
Isn’t it normal for people to lose interest after doing it once?
I don’t know if this analogy is correct, but it’s like the level of eagerness is different when entering the bathroom and when coming out.
Because I had done it once, no, not just once, but a lot of times, the time had come when I would no longer feel regret, so I acted resolutely even with such anxiety.
The junior immediately narrowed his eyes and continued speaking.
“You say things you don’t mean again.”
“It’s not like I said something I didn’t mean… ?”
“Is it so? “Then shall we stop now as you said?”
“Yes?”
“I think my senior was satisfied because I did a lot. Since it doesn’t seem like you really want to do it, I’m telling you to stop. “Why?”
“Uh, ah, ah… ?”
It was literally an instant before the thought that this wasn’t right filled my head.
I didn’t expect to hear such a cold answer, and since he was a junior who wanted me and my body so much, I thought I would be embarrassed if I said that, and I wanted to see that, so I said something I didn’t even want, just like my junior said…
“Well, that’s not it, no, no. Wait a minute, no, that was a lie. There’s no way you’re sick of it… ?”
“Hmm.”
“Continued, in fact even now… I want to do it, but I’m afraid it’ll be a nuisance to the owner, in fact, I’m afraid the owner will get tired of me, so first, ah, I can’t explain it well in words, but anyway, that’s why it was like that…”
I don’t even know what I want to say.
I felt sorry for myself for spewing out such random words, and I even cried a little.
But wouldn’t the junior who was quietly listening to me suddenly burst out laughing?
I was looking up at him blankly, wondering if I had said something funny.
He continued to laugh and finally spoke to the point where tears came to his eyes.
“Tsk tsk…” Senior. “It’s natural that it’s a lie.”
“Well, what is it…” ?”
“I made fun of him because it was obvious that he was saying things he didn’t mean. “Why should I stop?”
“… Well, you can stop if you get tired of it… ?”
“I’m sick of it. “How fun it is to play with your body.”
“Isn’t my body a toy?!”
Playing with your body.
I had no idea that such a vulgar expression would come out of my junior’s mouth, so I could only stare at him a little blankly.
I thought the junior was stroking my head and tickling my chin,
Before I knew it, I had completely stopped laughing and spoke in a serious tone.
“I’m definitely not saying I’m sick of it, but I don’t think I can do as much as I used to.”
“Yes? “Why?”
“I think it’s going to get a little busy. The professor seemed to think that my sword skills were on track and said he would teach me more seriously… Moreover, things are starting to happen at home, so I have a lot to worry about.”
“Oh, that’s right… ?”
If it’s not because you’re tired, but because you’re just busy, then yes, I can understand.
I patted my chest and said, “I’m glad,” But somehow I felt like I was being played, so I glanced at my junior.
I think I’ll just wash it and turn it into a mummy. Heung.
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The scene at the academy, which I attended after only a week, looked a little different from what I expected.
There is a strange atmosphere here and there, and students from the academy are creating a makeshift shopping mall by erecting supports and putting up signs and placards, showing off a very busy atmosphere.
As a second-year student, I was able to quickly understand what this meant.
About two months have passed since new students arrived and the new semester began, and the academy held an event for students who were tired of studying around this time.
Festival.
Well, it’s not an event that has much to do with me.
I felt burdened by going outside, so I just spent last year’s festival at home.
Since there would be no lectures during the two days of the festival, I was wondering if I should stay home again, and I pricked up my ears when someone called me.
“Eve!”
Ah.
It’s senior Dern.
The man who appeared in front of me with a very tired face was a senior who had joined Professor Carmen as a student.
When I told him that he had a sickly look that went well with his shabby appearance wearing slightly cracked glasses, I wondered if that would be a compliment. Then I realized it was rude and asked what was going on.
“I had a question about the festival, and I happened to see it here.”
“Me because of the festival? “The person older than you graduated.”
When I asked why a senior who had just graduated from the academy was paying attention to the academy students’ festival, Senior Dern’s already dark expression became even darker.
“Professor’s instructions.”
“Ah.”
“If I have to peel it, I have to peel it. Before I hear anything from that vicious professor… No, please pretend you didn’t hear this. Anyway, I need your help.”
That was a strange thing.
I’m a person who doesn’t like the word festival at all.
However, Senior Dern looked like he wanted to hold on to a rotten rope, so I decided to listen to the story first.
“Like last year, the year it was produced, and the year before. The alchemy department does strange things every time they have a festival, so I guess the professor got a warning this time.”
“Are you doing something strange?”
“I don’t know? It’s like a haunted house with real ghosts. Something like a laughing gas attack. Something like an illegal reagent store…”
“None of these are things worth doing in the Department of Alchemy… ?”
“As you know, there are only strange kids in the Alchemy Department. At each festival, there was an atmosphere of having to do something even more strange than the previous year… So, is there anything else?”
“Are you asking me?”
“Huh. Still, since it’s a festival and everyone is looking forward to it, we can’t just ignore it and tell them not to do anything, and if we let them do strange things like they’ve done so far, the Academy will definitely say something. What I thought wasn’t very interesting, so I was going to ask another undergraduate student, but you, Eve, are at least a normal person. “It’s a bit gloomy, though.”
“… “It’s gloom.”
“Anyway. I’m looking for some fresh ideas. Is there anything missing? If possible, it would be good to have money coming in. It is easier to prepare for unexpected situations if the department secures its own maintenance fund. .”
I was the one who found out about the situation.
I felt sorry for Senior Dern, who had already graduated but was being pushed around between the academy students and the professor by taking over the work because of the professor, so I thought about it as seriously as I could.
Fun, fun.
What are some impactful actions that will spark the interest of alchemy undergraduate students?
Besides, can you make money?
If that’s the case, then there was something good.
“Let’s drop the lightning!”
“What?”
“Everyone will be satisfied with that, and if they make a mistake, they will threaten to extort money…” .”
“I’m going. I asked for no reason. “I’m sorry.”
“Uh, where are we going… !”
Uh oh,
There’s no way you’ll look at someone like you’ve been betrayed, like someone who got hit in the foot by an ax they trusted so much…
