Became the Younger Sister of the Villainous Young Lady 62

Chapter 62 – On Exam (2)

“Fool.”
“Huh.”
“Transformation.”
“That’s right.”
“That’s right?”
“That’s right.”
“I really… Beast.”
“Am I right?”
“Is that right?”
“Right, what?”

Morning.
After a violent affair, she fell asleep and woke up, and Christina, who had washed up before she knew it, opened her eyes and bruised me.
It’s a narrow eye, so it’s a narrow eye even if it’s slightly open.
I shrugged.
Then he tapped my shoulder with his finger.
Deep indented fingernail marks.
Shrug again.

“…”
“The beast is not me, you…”
“Be quiet.”

Yes.
Shut up
I think I’ll cry if I do more.
No. I want to see you cry too. Because I already saw a lot last night.
At that time, it wasn’t Ying-ying, it was crying, so it’s a bit different.

Cristina, who was drying her damp hair, grumbled out.

“Really. I thought you couldn’t do it in life.”
“It’s a safe day.”
“Still…”
“Did you like it?”
“That’s not it…”

Grumble.
At a loss for words, she purrs her lips and murmurs.

“Isn’t it a bit early to be pregnant?”
“… Yes.”

It was a little too much to make fun of, so I hugged Christina, thinking that this was enough.
Its soft body burrows into my arms and gently rubs against it, giving off a pleasant scent.

“It’s mean.”
“Okay. Was it good though?”
“I don’t know…”

Pat Pat.
I patted her on the back and buttocks a few times.

“What about today’s exam?”
“Yes. I have one in the afternoon.”

Is it.
During the first year lectures, the only things I heard were ancient magic and dueling, so I don’t know.

“You are?”
“Me too, one in the afternoon.”

What was it
I was saying something like a monster.
What.
Anyway, I remember that it was a practical skill, so I don’t have to worry too much.

“Can I do some more?”
“Yes? Yes what oh.”

It’s not about doing anything
We just sat side by side facing each other and talked.
It’s good to hit rice cakes without thinking, but this isn’t bad either.

*

It’s afternoon.
As I parted ways with Cristina and headed to the test center, my older sister, who had been waiting for me, spotted me and gently waved her hand.

“Scarlett. You’re late. Where have you been?”

Round and round
The older sister asked curtly, turning the parasol leaning on her shoulder.
He walked over to his sister and hugged her by the shoulder.

“Wait with Cristina.”
“Not for a while, but overnight. Did you like it?”

Sister Letty pouted her lips.
I glanced around and lowered my head.

“Town.”

My sister looked at me with her eyes wide open, and then, when I lifted my head, she looked around and bruised me quietly.

“You, you, out there…”
“No?”
“… Out there like this.”
“No?”

I stabbed my sister’s hesitant belly with my finger.

“Black!”

Startled, she took a step back.
Her round eyes are cute, as if asking what she’s doing.

“What, what, what are you doing?”
“Uterine massage.”
“Such shallow… !”

It looks like it’s disgusting, but the face is red.
Not only his face, but also his ears and neck turned red, and he could see that he was holding the parasol tightly.

“Do you want to try outside next time?”
“What… ?”
“Making a baby.”
“Not…”

Not.
My sister’s mouth, which had spat out, was closed for a moment.
Blushing face. Quivering eyes. Parr, my lips trembled.

“I don’t know.”

Cute

“Making babies secretly outside.”
“Huh.”

Flinch.
My sister’s body trembled, as if she had heard something incredibly vulgar and vulgar.
I couldn’t stand the mischievous laugh.
Hi-Hi.
Then, he patted his older sister on the waist while letting out a laugh like a mischievous rascal.

“Unbeknownst to others. Quietly. Hide while holding your breath and pamper yourself with your brother’s cock.”
“Hick. Hick.”

Pupils tremble violently. Breathing slows down little by little I don’t know what he was imagining in his head, but judging from the way he rubbed his legs properly, it seemed that he was thinking of something vulgar.

“That, Run, I’m not saying anything bad. Outside.”
“Can I do it outside?”
“…”
“Can I say that I want to fuck and eat your sister like a dog outdoors?”
“… No, is it okay?”

Joy.
Even though she was the kind of person who said that in a blunt way.
Then, in a hesitant voice.

“… If you want to fix…”

Looking at my eyes, he muttered in a low, crawling voice.

“Only in words?”
“… What?”
“Can I just say it? Or do you practice?”
“… What do you practice?”

As if the circuit was broken for a moment, the older sister with a blank face asked me back.
He probably knows what’s coming next, but he’s just pretending not to be ashamed.
And I had the confidence to present the harsh truth to such an older sister.

“Fucking your sister outside like a dog.”
“… Whoops.”

No

“Fucking your older sister who is panting while clinging to your cock like a bitch in heat, avoiding people’s eyes in the open air while holding your breath.”
“Hey.”

It’s not about revealing the harsh truth.
I was confident even if it was at the level of tying up my sister and holding her in front of me.

“Training her into a bitch who genuinely enjoys mating like an animal outdoors. Can I?”
“Eye patch…”

An older sister who is trembling but has a bit of expectation in her eyes.
I smiled lightly.

“Who arbitrarily decides whether or not to be a bitch?”

My sister’s back covered by a parasol. Quietly stroking her hips, she whispered softly while holding her sister’s long hair in her hands.

“That is decided by me. Okay?”
“… Yeah… ♡”

The older sister who answered me while holding her hair had completely opened her eyes.
He untied his clenched hair and gently tidied up his messy hair with his fingers.

“Kind.”
“Yes.”

A sister with a strangely calm demeanor.
If you stimulate the castle wall of Mazu once like this, it will become several times more calm and devoted than usual.
Although it’s usually like that.

“Let’s talk about this again after the exam.”
“Yes…”

The answer that blurs the end of the word as if it’s hazy.
I lightly slapped my sister’s big ass.

“Hick!”
“Wake.”
“Yes. What were you talking about?”
“About the exam.”
“Is it? Uhm… The subject for today’s exam is ‘Ecology and Habits of Monsters’.”
“Aren’t you tired?”
“Huh. Theory exams are normally taken in ‘Ecology and Habits of Monsters’ in the first year, and only the practical exams are taken in the second year.”

The reason why graduates of the academy can be treated anywhere on the continent is because their grades are evaluated based on practical skills and performance, not theory.

A knight who simply raised his level by training himself could not fully demonstrate his level in actual combat, and in rare cases, he was struck by blind arrows or swords.

There are cases where wizards who have witnessed the brutality of the battlefield and are afraid and who have only studied theory misuse magic.
Of course, that doesn’t mean they’re being ostracized. Theory-oriented magicians are also recognized as researchers in the Mage Tower.

What is certain, however, is that graduates of academies that focus not only on theory but also on practical skills are no different from veterans who have fully matured in practical combat experiences against monsters and humans at the time of graduation.

As for the ‘Ecology and Habits of Monsters’ subject to be tested now, I heard from my sister that most of the theories are learned in the first year, and from the second year onwards, learn how to apply the theories in practice.

If you learned about the ecology, habits, and weaknesses of trolls in the first year, in the second year, you would directly deal with the trolls and put the knowledge you learned in the first year into your body.

“Not bad.”
“Huh. The instructors next to me are always watching.”

I looked at my sister standing next to me.
Come to think of it, my sister was the senior in the second year.

“Sister.”
“Huh?”
“If I get first grade in my sophomore subjects, will I be the first grader?”
“Mmm.”
“If that’s the case, what about the cadets who made it to the top in the first year subjects I didn’t take? I think it would be unfair.”
“I don’t think any cadets will feel unfair about you being given the top spot, but…”

The older sister, who had been thinking hard while spinning her parasol, shrugged her shoulders as if she didn’t understand.

“I don’t know. Wouldn’t the professor take care of it? Anyway, Scarlett, it’s certain that you’ll be number one.”

Hmm.
That too.
Of course, ranking in the exam is important, but more important than that is the ranking in the ranking match.
Since it is an academy that emphasizes practice rather than theory in the first place, most of the graduates of the academy move their bodies on the actual battlefield rather than theoretical research.

So, after graduating from the academy, rather than “I am the top writing student at the academy!” Or “The best writing at the academy!” I also hit the side higher.

However, that doesn’t mean that students won’t be ranked first in writing or practical skills.
First of all, if you can rank first in either written or practical skills, you’ll rank high in the ranking match.

Unless all the talent is concentrated in the theory itself.

Such cases are rare.

If that’s the case in the first place, you won’t be admitted to the academy. Even if you enter, you will be taken from the Magic Tower before the end of your first year.

What.
Although there are sometimes rumors that one of the professors at the academy will lure you into graduate school.
What kind of idiot would go to graduate school instead of the Mage’s Tower, which provides private laboratories and guarantees a pleasant environment?
It’s a story that can only be thought of as a ghost story.