Chapter 1029 – #246_Count Cagliostro (3)
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1.
Eloa, at Siwoo’s request, took on the role of department head of the 7th Magic Combat Department at the Hessed Academy.
What the department taught was, literally, how to apply magic in combat.
What to consider in order to utilize one’s inherent magnetic magic for combat.
It was about creating situations close to actual combat and training accordingly.
Unlike other departments that focused on academic research, this was closer to combat training, helping students survive in the chaotic political climate.
However, Siwoo had no intention of placing an excessive burden on his teacher.
Siwoo was practically in charge of creating the lecture curriculum, and Eloa was merely acting as an advisor. He didn’t even tell her that Count Cagliostro had interfered when they tried to recruit minor societies.
If she found out, Eloa would definitely overdo it, and no matter what anyone said, she was currently in recovery.
So, what was most important during recovery?
Mental and physical stability and peace.
If the mind wavered, the body would follow.
Therefore, Siwoo did not inform Eloa about the bomb that Count Cagliostro had left behind.
Besides, there was no brilliant solution.
The existence of the ring he had seen earlier was strangely unsettling, but it only added a bit of suspicion to the ‘rumor.’
There was something more urgent.
“Count Cagliostro suddenly came to visit. What’s going on?”
“Ah, we were discussing the Emerald Tablet and other things. Everything’s going well.”
To reassure his teacher, who was surprisingly perceptive and would worry about him, Siwoo continued the love time that had been vaguely interrupted earlier.
“Siwoo, I can help too. If you ever have any trouble, don’t hesitate to tell me.”
“More importantly, weren’t we still in the middle of something?”
“Ah…!”
Eloa had changed out of her bare-chested shirt.
She was wearing a one-piece pajama made of light, thin material suitable for summer.
Lately, she had been sleeping a lot to recover and rarely went out, so it was safe to say it was her everyday wear.
Siwoo was quite familiar with the outfit, but…
“…What were we talking about?”
His teacher, pretending not to know, looked cuter than usual.
Her pink hair and eyes, already vibrant, and her cute face, despite her title as a martial god, were adorable.
And with her wearing pajamas that looked like they belonged on a doll, it was stranger if she wasn’t cute.
Moreover, seeing her heels subtly bouncing with anticipation and her hands fidgeting with the front of her pajamas, it seemed like the stress from Count Cagliostro had completely disappeared.
“Don’t pretend you don’t know. You still need to be punished.”
2.
Charge – Theft.
Details – Unable to bear loneliness, she unlawfully possessed and used her disciple’s shirts and underwear.
Punishment – Spanking.
Actually, nothing much had changed up to this point.
Nothing had happened in between.
However, there was a stark difference in Siwoo’s behavior before and after meeting Count Cagliostro.
“S-Siwoo… I know I did wrong, but… this is too embarrassing…”
“Even if you’re my teacher, you still have to be punished for doing wrong.”
It was a difference in acceleration.
The sticky atmosphere between a man and a woman was like a speeding train.
When the acceleration was at its peak, even Eloa, with her thick defenses, would become a bit more honest.
Since the speed was already up, she would go with the flow and do somewhat bold and embarrassing things.
However, due to the Count’s surprise visit, the train had stopped.
Eloa was now feeling even more embarrassed about the punishment.
“Now, pull down your panties.”
Eloa was lying face down on Siwoo’s lap, her fair and firm buttocks facing up.
The hem of her pajamas was flipped up, reaching above her waist.
“Ugh, couldn’t we… punish me on the bed like usual? I have a teacher’s dignity to uphold…”
“No leniency.”
“Ugh…!”
Siwoo, without hesitation, pulled down his teacher’s panties, who was whimpering until the very end.
The panties, stopped right between her thighs, and the marks left by the elastic band, made the visual stimulus of ‘just having been taken off’ even more prominent.
In fact, even if it wasn’t due to the momentum of the atmosphere, there were too many reasons for Eloa to feel embarrassed.
She had stolen her disciple’s underwear for lewd purposes and was about to receive a spanking, something she hadn’t even experienced during her apprenticeship as a witch.
Moreover, the one administering the punishment was her beloved disciple.
Where else could you find such a disgraceful teacher?
Still, her emotions weren’t flowing towards guilt like before.
She couldn’t tell Siwoo, but it was also true that there was a shy excitement hidden amidst the strange tension.
However.
“Huuu…”
It was still too embarrassing.
In contrast to Eloa, whose buttocks were completely exposed, Siwoo had only rolled up his sleeves to his forearms.
The difference in their attire, as if to say that it was not an act to excite each other during sex but merely ‘discipline,’ pushed Eloa into a strange sensuality.
Siwoo’s hand, raised high, struck Eloa’s buttocks.
-Slap!
“Hwit!”
Eloa was startled by the unexpectedly sharp sensation.
“Oh.”
Siwoo was surprised by the unexpectedly incredible sensation.
It wasn’t something to brag about, but he had slapped the buttocks of quite a few witches before.
However, his teacher’s buttocks were among the best in terms of elasticity.
They were soft and seemed to wrap around his hand, yet at the moment of impact, they conveyed a delightful resilience along with the jiggle.
He had only used his teacher’s magnificent buttocks as a rear-guard barrier until now.
Siwoo even felt a deep sense of regret.
-Slap!
“……Ugh! Siwoo!”
Siwoo, who had struck once more in a daze, was startled by Eloa’s reaction as she suddenly turned her body.
He wondered if he had accidentally hit her too hard.
“Did it hurt?”
Eloa, who had jumped off Siwoo’s lap, quickly covered her legs with the hem of her dress and sat demurely with her legs together.
“No. No, it’s not that, but…”
Then, she suddenly started using sign language.
She looked incredibly flustered.
Her arms were flailing, and her hand gestures were strange.
Her gaze couldn’t stay fixed on one spot, and her teacher’s magnetic magic, ‘blushing ears,’ had reached the 25th rank.
This was definitely it.
“Teacher.”
“Ugh!”
“The punishment isn’t over yet.”
“C-can’t we do something else…? Something else…? Kyaa!”
He lifted his teacher like a doll and placed her back in position.
Eloa was desperately trying to prevent her dress from flipping up as she struggled.
“Siwoo! I’m sorry! I did wrong! So, let’s just do it normally…”
But when he finally exposed her buttocks, which were starting to show handprints, and slightly parted her cheeks, she lowered her head and gave up all resistance.
“Wow… I was giving you a reward instead of a punishment.”
“…This… this is… this is…”
He hadn’t noticed it at first glance.
But now that he had slightly parted her labia with his thumb, he could see it clearly.
Peach juice was gushing out from within the alluring pink membrane.
That’s right.
The desire-filled pink rabbit, Eloa, had been single for a whole week.
Her body, already sensitive from Siwoo’s light spanking, had simply given in.
“A little while ago… I was doing it alone… That’s the truth…”
If the font size of the conversation so far was about 13pt, the volume of Eloa’s mumbling protest was about 0.1pt.
That was how ashamed and embarrassed she was.
Siwoo wasn’t going to leave his teacher like this.
“Hmm, you stole my underwear for masturbation, and you got wet like this while being spanked for being punished.”
“Ugh! Ugh!”
Eloa shrank with every word Siwoo spoke.
“More importantly, you had this kind of taste? You should have told me sooner.”
“I told you before… this is… Hwit!”
-Slap!
“Siwoo, please listen to me…”
-Slap!
“It’s not like that…”
-Slap!
“……”
Eloa gathered her excuses and tried to get them checked, but Siwoo’s palm repeatedly rejected them.
And at some point, Eloa firmly closed her lips.
Instead, what became honest was Eloa’s lower lip.
-Squish!
The wetness, clearly visible with just a slight parting of her buttocks, was undeniable.
Even the great Eloa couldn’t make any more excuses in front of it.
Because there was such clear evidence right in front of her.
“Teacher.”
“……”
“Teacher.”
“…I don’t know anymore. I won’t talk to you.”
How could she only do things that made him smile like a proud father?
She might have more in common with Rinne than he thought.
The fact that she had a slim yet elastic apple-shaped butt thanks to training, and that she had the title of teacher.
Above all, the fact that she was usually dignified but would act spoiled when Siwoo took the lead.
Why wouldn’t Rinne like this spanking play right now?
He thought it would be best to stop now that he had teased her enough.
As his teacher said, she had her dignity, and above all, he had no intention of overworking her.
“Oh my, our teacher is angry.”
“That’s enough! You did as you pleased. What are you saying now?”
He sat his sulking teacher on his lap, kissed her cheek, kissed her forehead, and showered her with a storm of kisses.
Then, she would say things like, ‘Don’t do that,’ ‘I’m really angry,’ ‘I told you to stop,’ but at some point, she would be smiling.
“You’re really impossible. Okay, okay. I give up.”
“Instead, I’ll do what you like best.”
Just as Siwoo was about to take off his clothes to have some intimate lovemaking, Eloa suddenly lay face down on Siwoo’s lap again.
She was in the same position as when she was being spanked, with her dress hem pulled up.
“Teacher?”
“……”
Siwoo, dumbfounded, asked what she meant, and Eloa, pretending not to know, spoke again in a small voice.
“As a teacher, I did wrong… Shouldn’t I receive punishment?”
“……”
That day, Eloa, whose buttocks turned as red as ripe apples, became a moon rabbit as a sign of true repentance, pounding rice cakes until the full moon set.
No matter how he thought about it, his teacher was too lewd these days.
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