Chapter 103 – Epilogue. One Day in Yuria Protes
‘This day is finally coming.’
Room 201 of the Natural Magic Hall of Recton Academy, which can comfortably accommodate about 150 people.
Michelle Lanod, a sorceress majoring in earth magic in the fourth year, was anxiously waiting for class time to come.
A genius wizard who won the title of youngest professor at Taylon Academy.
It was because it was a unique opportunity to listen to Yuria Protes’ special lecture.
‘I hear you’re very busy attending special lectures here and there, but it’s finally Recton’s turn.’
To calm her throbbing heart before class, Michelle turned her head slightly and looked around the entire classroom.
‘…Wow. That senior was still at the academy… He’s a freshman, how did he get in…?’
As expected, there were a lot of familiar faces.
Most of the wizards who were learning Earth Magic at Rekton Academy from Year 1 to Year 5 gathered here.
Has room 201, the largest classroom, ever looked so cramped?
Looking to the left and to the right, it was full of students wearing earth-colored robes.
Even though he was sitting in the front row!
All of the guys whose faces I could recognize now usually sat around the 3rd or 4th row because they didn’t want to be singled out by the professor.
Only at times like this do you come out to the front row and open your notes.
‘But…’
In fact, the same was true of Michelle herself, who was tongue-tied.
I was one of those girls who wanted to listen to the professor’s class eagerly, but insisted on the 3rd row because of a strange sensibility that they didn’t want to be singled out.
However, the professor in charge of this lecture is none other than Professor Yuria Protes.
What kind of student can endure the golden opportunity to take classes closest to him?
It was not a place to be missed for cute reasons like not wanting to be singled out.
‘In the next minute… I wonder if I can see that from the first lecture.’
Michelle thought as she whirled the pen in her hand.
The goal of earth magic generally tended to converge on ‘destructive power’.
There is no magic other than nature magic, but earth magic has a stronger feeling.
Fire, ice, light, etc.
Since magic with this attribute is easy to affect the caster, it was bound to be put on hold somewhere,
Earth Magic didn’t care about that and could only focus on ‘destroying’ the opponent.
To the greatest extent possible.
Magic as powerful as possible.
If earth magic were to be expressed in two sentences, it would be something like this.
But isn’t there something hidden in these two sentences?
Disadvantages of Earth Magic.
It’s clunky, and it’s impossible to fine-tune.
Professor Yuria Protes.
– Again. Again.
He was a wizard who completely broke that prejudice.
– Again.
The hard sound of high heels stopped in front of the podium.
After adjusting her hat for a moment, she opened her mouth as she glanced over at the crowd.
“Nice to meet you. I’m Yuria Protes, and I’m in charge of this special lecture, ‘Advanced Use of Earth Magic’.”
Blue colored eyes.
And the neatly tied, dark-colored ponytail swayed gently along her head to her.
I wondered if he was nervous because all 150 seats in the classroom were filled, but looking at his expression his, he didn’t seem to be particularly nervous.
Just ‘Oh. The classroom is full.’ Kind of feeling.
Well, he’s a professor who is busy giving special lectures here and there, so he couldn’t have been surprised to see this many students.
Didn’t Taylon Academy have a lecture hall that could accommodate 300 people?
Not to mention the 150 people in Rexton, it’s no surprise.
“I heard from other professors that there are some first-year students in this class, but would you like to raise your hand for a moment? I don’t know exactly how many there are.”
After the question, Professor YuRia’s fingers began to move.
Flick, flick, six moving and stopping fingers. Maybe 6 people. It wasn’t as much as I thought.
“6 students. Not too many. I don’t have time to explain from the basics, so I’m going to omit it to some extent. Even if you’re a freshman, you’re confident you’ll understand, so you probably signed up for this special lecture.”
Yuria speaks while fiddling with the bracelet on her wrist.
I guess I’m going to start teaching now. Michelle, who suddenly came to her senses her, opened her notebook and focused her gaze on YuRia.
Thanks to that. And thanks to her sitting in the very front row.
Michelle could find something strange on Yuria’s wrist on her.
‘…Yes?’
It was dark and partly colored blue.
No matter how you think…
Pimung, isn’t it?
A small question arose.
Michelle’s brain her, a senior in the academy, was overwhelmed just by understanding Yuria’s special lecture her.
The bruises ‘something like that’.
It soon disappeared beyond Michelle’s memory of her.
***
“So, are you embarrassed to show her face at the health center again?”
“I’m sorry…”
“You’re in pain like this? You still don’t want to go to the health center?”
“I’m sorry… I’m not going… Never… “
Yuria nodded at Veles’ question.
She could n’t really tell the truth, though it was n’t really her pain her, it was the tickling of her belly her each time he stroked her wrist her.
She’d be ashamed to ask her man to fuck her like a Countess, but she says she feels good to touch her bruised wrist her here?
What will she really see herself as?
If you’ve seen Veles so far, even if you tell the truth that it feels good to be sick, it seems like he’ll violate you more violently than he hates it…
…Next.
It’s too early now. First of all, I need time to endure the shame.
For now, ‘a perverted count who ties his wrists in front of commoners’ was enough.
“You just have to close your eyes and leave. You can’t imagine why this happened.”
“Ha, but… I’m sure you’ll look at me strangely… How did you get a bruise like this on your wrist again…”
“You don’t have to meet the same healer.”
“…You can meet the same healer…”
YuRia looked straight into Veles’ eyes and said.
Of course, one of the reasons why Yuria did n’t treat her wrist her was that Veles felt good every time she touched her bruise her, but the biggest reason was this.
It was because each and every health center across the country was nothing more than a disposable item to YuRia.
The only person who would go to the health center with a bruise like this on her wrist would probably be Yuria herself.
If I visited the same health center again for the same reason, whether it was a male employee or a healer, they would surely look at me with strange eyes.
How did you get that bruise? A question might arise.
I’ve been looking for an excuse for him for the past month, but…
Well
I couldn’t find a single natural excuse.
“That’s why I always told you. It’s enough just to tie your wrists properly. It’s not like this tight enough to bruise.”
“…I do not remember.”
“…Yes. I lost all my memory because I fell into hypnosis, so I don’t think I can remember.”
“…”
Of course, I remembered all of them.
Everything like hypnosis was a fiction, and Yuria tied her own wrists while she was sane.
However, she was still properly keeping the ‘concept’ with Veles.
The concept of embarrassing deviance committed by hypnotizing each other that they lose their memories.
Of course, since it was just a concept, there were already a lot of setting errors in the middle as if Veles was treating it in a short language, but it was not particularly important.
A concept is just a concept.
The most important thing is that Veles doesn’t care about anything and violates himself mercilessly.
If that was the case, nothing else mattered anyway.
So today too.
“…Ruler.”
Yuria slipped a gold coin with a string attached to Veles.
About 3 weeks ago, she once ‘wanted to fuck the woman in front of me.’ It was good enough for her to be stabbed until she fainted after conveying her intention to commit herself, but
Recently, I have a hobby that is slightly different from that.
That is, handing over all options for hypnosis to Veles.
When I did that a week ago, I wondered if this was a bit strange because I was hypnotized like ‘Dogs only make barking sounds’.
Seriously, every time I got stuck, I barked hard, bruised, bruised, and soaked the bed sheet with juice.
“Are you going to do it like last week?”
“…Yes.”
“Yes. Look straight at this shaking…”
What kind of hypnosis will you receive today?
Hypnosis that commands you to swallow a lot of semen in your mouth like you did two weeks ago?
Or are you going to make me bark like a bitch again?
Several lewd imaginations passed through YuRia’s head about how humiliating the hypnosis she would be subjected to.
At the voice of Veles that came soon after,
Yuria swallowed her saliva and nodded her head as hard as she could.
***
“Hak…! Hak…!”
Yuria’s expression her, which had been gloomy until just now,
I was completely absorbed in her pleasure.
“That, that place is so, deep… Uhh…”
As if she did n’t want to talk for a long time, her mouth her, which had been tightly closed, stuck out her tongue and gasped inexorably from the point it was already inserted.
Besides, even the neatly combed ponytail was crumpled in a mess here and there before I knew it.
There.
“Ha, ha… Heh… ♥”
Eyes that were arrogant and overbearing, as if looking down.
Instead,
YuRia looked up at me with her innocent eyes full of question marks, as if asking if it was okay to be happy like this.
You’re doing this on purpose just to piss me off.
Even wrapping her legs around my waist on her own her, she must be doing this on purpose so that I can cum inside her without taking it off.
Then,
As a male…
Because I have to live up to the expectations of females.
“…Ah?”
As if between lovers, I pressed my hands tightly against the bed.
Her body her,
Opened all the way.
“Heh…?! Eh? Ah…?”
Because she didn’t take off her dress and started with only her panties pulled back, the smooth fabric kept getting wrapped around YuRia and me.
But it didn’t matter.
Because this side is a little more idioty.
I feel like I’m forcibly dragging a arrogant, sassy professor here and showing her the joys of being a female.
Because her cock she swelled up so much that it hurt.
It didn’t matter.
“Yuria.”
“Heh…! Heh…! Ugh…”
“Yuria.”
“Yes, yes heh…”
It seems a bit daunting, but Yuria somehow manages to answer.
He squeezed the deepest part of her pussy her,
Instead of a simple answer like yes, I forced the answer I wanted.
“Uhhhhh…?!”
“Tell me what you just did.”
“Gu, guzi, say, don’t do it, know…”
─Thump…!
“──── ─────♥─”
“Sun.”
When I pressed her in the same place one more time, Yuria threw her head back and struggled with her whole body her.
Her breathing her quiets down faintly.
The moment when the story we shared right before sex comes to mind.
─That, is that enough? What you just said?
-Uh.
──Do you really want to hear that?
-Why? Strange?
-That’s it…
“I, rather than my husband’s cock,”
──Even if you don’t say it… Of course you know…
A story I was forced to tell.
If not,
The story that Yuria herself was thinking about.
In the room the husband can’t hear.
She showed up for a while.
“This cock is, by far, Joa…”
Into an obnoxious smile.
Disappeared.
