## Chapter 106 – No. 25. Assault #1
“Hoo….”
Leaning against the headboard of the wooden bed, Row took a drag from her pipe, exhaling a long stream of smoke.
The smoke, too beautiful to be simply called smoke, swirled towards the ceiling in hazy colors before dissipating.
Row tapped the pipe, placing it on the table beside her. With a gentle touch, she stroked the hair of No. 25, who lay beside her.
No. 25 stirred with each strand of sweat-dampened hair she brushed aside. Regaining her breath, No. 25 slowly opened her eyes at Row’s touch, flashing a bashful smile.
The sex, which had begun immediately after the magic examination, had not stopped from dusk until dawn.
Row, who had never experienced sexual desire in her life, was unknowingly addicted to the overwhelming pleasure of carnal desire.
They had called each other’s names affectionately throughout the night, never wanting to be apart.
However, unlike the tender words that left their lips, their bodies, driven by instinct alone, coupled like wild beasts.
The marks left all over Row and No. 25’s bodies, as if they had bitten each other, were proof of this.
Row narrowed her eyes slightly and asked No. 25, who had just woken up, “Are you thirsty, perhaps?”
Naturally thirsty after waking up, No. 25 nodded immediately without any suspicion.
At the same time, something soft and sweet was placed in her mouth.
Not fully awake yet, it didn’t take long for No. 25 to realize that the voluptuous thing in her mouth was Row’s breast.
“Just stay still. Mommy will take care of you….”
Turning her body to the side and leaning forward slightly, Row pressed No. 25’s face heavily into her chest, and began to knead herself as if milking a cow.
Each time pressure was applied to her breast, breast milk gushed into No. 25’s mouth. The milk, difficult to swallow, soon overflowed, streaming down the side of No. 25’s chin.
Only then did Row stop moving, gazing intently at No. 25 beneath her and smiling contentedly.
“You can drink more, you know.”
No. 25, barely able to poke her head out from between her breasts, replied with difficulty, “I’m, I’m okay.”
It wasn’t that she disliked her breasts, but she felt like she would suffocate if she drank any more.
Row turned her body back to the original position, then gently pulled No. 25 closer to her.
No. 25, now nestled in Row’s arms, had her cheek pressed softly against her chest.
The two spent some time in close contact, and Row was the first to break the silence.
Unlike when she had been exuding a feminine scent while pressing her breasts against her, Row slowly opened her mouth in a serious voice.
“Ryu, it would be best to keep your attribute a secret.”
No. 25, as if not understanding, only rolled her eyes and looked at Row’s face, asking back, “Why is that?”
Slightly raising her upper body and moving her head from her chest to Row’s shoulder, No. 25 naturally placed her hand on her chest and kneaded it as she pleased. Each time she mischievously pressed or flicked her fingers around her breasts, specifically near her nipples, breast milk spurted out, staining No. 25’s hands, areola, and the bedsheets white, but Row didn’t care and spoke in a calm voice.
“An unknown attribute… Do you think the professors who study knowledge will leave you alone? I want you to meet friends at the academy, laugh normally, and have a normal life like other kids, such as chatting while eating delicious food. Not as a guinea pig for the academy professors….”
It was a kind of advice from Row, who had grasped even No. 25’s personality, which made it difficult for her to easily refuse other people’s requests.
No. 25 stopped touching Row’s breasts and listened to her words in a serious manner.
“I won’t tell you to make a lot of friends… Just someone who can be friends with you even knowing that your rank and magic power are the lowest… Ryu, someone who can see your true self, try to make someone like that your friend.”
“Yes.”
At the same time as she finished answering, only one person came to mind.
No. 25 looked at the clock hanging on one wall. Before she knew it, the clock’s hour hand was pointing to 6 o’clock.
As No. 25 tried to get up, Row gently pressed down on her chest and whispered in her ear, “You couldn’t sleep properly because of me, are you okay? If you’re okay with it, you can just lie here all day today.”
The act of putting her hand inside the blanket covering No. 25’s lower body and persistently stroking his erect penis clearly contained lust.
Was she not tired even after doing that all night?
The sight of her trembling while being penetrated by No. 25’s penis, and wanting his penis again even after fainting several times, was nothing short of madness.
Admiring Row’s recovery ability, No. 25 clicked his tongue and got up before she could pounce on him.
“I’m okay. I’ll be back.”
No. 25 left Row, who was making a disappointed expression, and headed straight to the bathroom.
After wiping off all traces of her, which were all over his body due to the breast milk that had just gotten on his hands and the constant spurts of arousal fluid that made him seem like a fountain during sex, with a quick shower, No. 25 came out and immediately opened a rift leading to the academy.
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No. 25, now familiar with the process, presented his student ID to the guard at the school gate and entered the central classroom building, standing in front of the door labeled Classroom 1.
There was no deep breathing. He couldn’t keep bracing himself in front of the classroom forever.
As he opened the door and entered, dozens of pairs of eyes turned to No. 25 once again.
Unlike yesterday, their gazes contained ridicule or pity.
The gazes, whose meanings changed several times a day, were not easy to get used to.
It was Saruk’s sturdy back that blocked the persistent, stinging gaze directed at him.
Isn’t it said that a man speaks with his back? Saruk’s muscles, clearly visible even through his shirt and writhing menacingly, contained a warning to stop badmouthing his friend.
Only then did the sharp gazes and sneers directed at No. 25 cease.
Saruk, No. 25’s only reliable friend since coming to the academy, smiled brightly, revealing his white teeth.
“Adriana Professor’s class today starts from lunch. You don’t have anything to do in the morning, right? Let’s go to the snack bar together.”
The small snack bar attached to the cafeteria was responsible for the snacks of students who didn’t want to eat a full meal or wanted to eat something simple.
Saruk spoke boldly to No. 25, who was looking around, “What do you want to eat? I’ll pay. Up to one silver coin is fine.”
It wasn’t polite to refuse an offer. No. 25, looking at the bread and snacks filling the display case, pointed to a sandwich with only eggs in the corner.
“I’ll have this.”
Saruk tilted his head, as if not understanding why No. 25 had chosen an unpopular item that had been pushed to the corner of the display case, but he didn’t want to argue about people’s tastes.
“Really? Do you want something to drink? I haven’t tried it, but I heard the milk they sell at the snack bar is pretty good?”
Hearing the word “milk,” No. 25 reflexively shuddered once and forced a smile, shaking his head.
No other milk could suit No. 25’s taste, which had been accustomed to Row’s breast milk.
Besides, now when he drank milk, he naturally thought of Row’s breast milk, and he didn’t want to earn the nickname of “the guy who gets hard when he drinks milk.”
The two came out of the snack bar and took a seat at a round table set up outdoors, laying out the food they had bought from the snack bar.
Saruk, holding a large hamburger with juice dripping down, almost the same size as No. 25’s face, smacked his lips.
Before putting the food in his mouth, Saruk cautiously asked about the exam yesterday, which had suddenly come to mind.
“Ah, what was your rank?”
No. 25 unwrapped the sandwich and said in as calm a tone as possible, “It’s 10th rank. They said I don’t have talent for magic.”
He didn’t want to reveal his weaknesses to others, so he tried to speak as nonchalantly as possible, but he couldn’t perfectly hide the bitter feeling.
He raised his voice in a brighter tone than before, so that No. 25 wouldn’t fall into the swamp called depression.
“It’s okay! Ryu, you’re smart, so you’ll be able to climb up faster than me.”
“Yeah, I hope so.”
No. 25, smiling with only a slight lift of the corners of his mouth, put the sandwich in his mouth.
While No. 25 was chewing on the end of the sandwich, Saruk had already finished one hamburger in an instant and held the second hamburger in his hand.
“Eat slowly. You’ll get indigestion.”
“I’m okay with this much.”
As if to prove that his words were not a lie, Saruk swallowed the second hamburger in one gulp. No. 25 couldn’t help but admire the hamburger, which had completely disappeared after only two bites.
Saruk, wiping the juice and bread crumbs from around his mouth with a flower-embroidered handkerchief in a modest posture, looked directly at No. 25’s eyes and asked, “So… Ryu, what are you going to do now? Are you going to keep taking magic classes? If you’re going to go into martial arts, I can guide you.”
Martial arts, he recalled Orka’s movements, which were still vivid in his memory. Movements that ordinary people struggled to follow with their eyes, could he become like that if he trained at the academy? Thinking about it, he couldn’t help but feel interested again.
However, what No. 25 really wanted to learn were magic-related classes.
Although it was not known to people, he also possessed the attribute of nothingness. Taking classes would definitely be helpful in some way.
“No, I want to keep taking classes related to magic.”
The only person he had thought of from Row’s question.
His first same-sex friend. They had only met for three days, but the trust he felt from him could not be calculated by the time they had spent together.
Saruk, getting up from his seat, held out his hand to No. 25 and said, “Then let’s go. I’ve been keeping an eye on a good class? It’ll definitely be fun if we take it together.”
“Yeah.”
No. 25, taking Saruk’s rough hand and getting up from his seat, shook off the dust on his butt.
Just as he was about to follow Saruk towards the classroom building, a student’s scream suddenly rang out from behind No. 25.
A sharp scream that seemed to tear his ears, and at the same time, a fishy smell spread.
No. 25 frowned immediately after smelling the scent.
A familiar smell, a smell that should not be smelled.
No, a smell that should not exist in this place made up of students.
The same smell he had smelled countless times in the forests of District 2 contained a surging death.
No. 25’s legs were reflexively running towards the place where the sound had come from.
Saruk was following behind, shouting in a voice close to a scream, but he couldn’t hear what he was saying.
The place he finally arrived at without even taking a proper breath was a resting area decorated like a park where No. 25 mainly spent his time. The short-cut green grass was dyed red with scattered blood, and the students who had been sitting on mats under the trees and chatting happily were lying on the ground bleeding and groaning in pain.
A black beast, standing aloof in the midst of the horrific and gruesome scene, was welcoming No. 25.
