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    This morning’s class was ‘Sparring,’ a first for me since coming to Essol.

    The indoor training ground looked like a fight club, with four spacious cages set up for us to fight in.

    “This is your first time, isn’t it, Sang-hyeok?”

    Yuuna popped her head up next to me and asked.

    My girlfriends, who guarded my left and right as if it were the most natural thing in the world whenever we came to the training grounds.

    My academy life was filled with a fragrance so good I felt I’d get hard if I let my guard down for a second. I loved it.

    “Hm? Why aren’t you answering?”

    Because I was staring at my beautiful girlfriend.

    As I kept gazing at her, Yuuna’s cheeks turned red.

    “…We did it so much yesterday…. Get a grip….”

    She whispered.

    That’s some very stimulating conversation…!

    Yuuna grumbled cutely, as if to say, What will we do if people overhear the shameful secret we enjoyed together?

    “Yeah, it’s my first sparring class.”

    “Hmm, we had one before, when you were absent.”

    “Ah.”

    When I was absent…

    She must be talking about the day I couldn’t come to the academy because I was too busy having sex with my sisters.

    Hyejeong had a hard time punishing and managing my sisters because of that.

    Though now, I’m in the same boat as my sexy sisters.

    “So is that why there are both first- and second-years here today?”

    “The impression is that everyone’s pretty similar except for the third-years. So it’s like a joint class.”

    “Onahole Man, fighting!”

    A shout came from the spectator seats on the second floor of the training grounds.

    Just the words ‘Onahole Man’ were enough to make every student’s gaze fall on me.

    Haha…

    I’m exploding with popularity.

    I wish the third-years would recognize my charm, too.

    The third-year girls feel like they’re on a completely different level from us, so it’s hard to even meet them.

    Is it just a one-year difference…?

    Or is it that they’re worthy of having survived a year in this dangerous academy society?

    “Husband!”

    Just then, someone threw their arms around me from behind.

    The force was so strong I almost fell forward.

    But when I braced myself, a pair of soft breasts pressed against my back as a reward.

    “Hilaria.”

    It was my first-year girlfriend, Hilaria.

    “Hmph, hmph.”

    Hilaria buried her face in my neck, sniffing me before breaking into a grin.

    “You’ve gotten stronger, haven’t you?”

    Is that what a girl says after sniffing a man like an animal?

    So typical of Hilaria.

    The climbing master of the first-years. She was a girlfriend with a large frame and equally impressive volume in her chest and ass.

    Among other women, she was compared to a lion or a tiger, but in front of me, she was nothing but lovely.

    “I have. And you’ve gotten even prettier, Hilaria.”

    “Ugh. What are you talking about, Husband?”

    “……”

    So that kind of flirting doesn’t work on her….

    “I was busy training. I can’t neglect my physical training just because I’m pregnant, or my stamina will drop.”

    “Did you get two lines?”

    “It’d be weirder if I wasn’t pregnant after you came inside my pussy so much during my fertile window… Mmph!”

    I covered Hilaria’s mouth.

    “Wait. We’re at the academy…!”

    “Phaha. Right, right.”

    At the appearance of the bold first-year, Yuuna and Hena seemed to shrink a little.

    “Oh, if it isn’t Senior Number One and Senior Number Two. Nice to see you.”

    “Hi-Hilaria, right…? Um. Nice to see you, too.”

    Flick.

    Hilaria’s wolf-like gray eyes locked onto the cowering Hena.

    “H-H-Hi….”

    Unable to withstand the intense gaze demanding a response, Hena forced an answer out of her throat.

    Incredible…

    Hilaria shook hands with both Yuuna and Hena.

    “Good to know my husband wasn’t lonely while I was training!”

    …….

    She’s the jealous type, but her way of checking them was different from Yuuna’s.

    That breast-confidence, treating Yuuna and Hena as mere ‘substitutes to keep my side warm while I’m gone.’

    No, I mean, self-confidence.

    Her breasts were also confidently jutting forward. Amazing.

    Yuuna, with her petite frame, seemed to lose her nerve, intimidated by that overwhelming chest.

    Anyone would be intimidated in front of Hilaria…

    Even most men would have a hard time standing their ground.

    It was because of the powerful aura that radiated from her entire body and her uninhibited personality.

    If I asked her for some pregnancy sex tonight, she’d undoubtedly agree in a second with a smile, saying, “I’m ready right now!”

    “Hila! Where’d you go! Seriously!”

    “Hilaria. Your friend is looking for you.”

    “Ah.”

    The black-haired girl with glasses, Kibelle, spotted us and approached.

    “I’m so sorry, Seonbaenim. Our girl is at it again….”

    “I told you I was going to see my husband.”

    “I can’t hear you if you say it while running off, you idiot!”

    “Ahhh~ But I wanted to see him quickly, what was I supposed to do!”

    Kibelle really has it rough.

    “I wanted to see you too, Hilaria.”

    “See? My husband said he missed me, too. It’s sad when you don’t see your wife for a long time~.”

    “W-Wife, husband, those are just words….”

    “They’re not just words.”

    Hilaria’s expression turned completely serious.

    Kibelle let out a long sigh.

    “Marriage, you see, isn’t something that just happens the moment you decide someone is your soulmate in your heart.”

    “Things like paperwork and empty formalities don’t matter. What’s important is that I’ve decided this man will be my baby’s daddy. After that, I have to protect him with my life.”

    “I didn’t realize I was being protected with your life.”

    “Ah~ Well, if you really want to see me in a wedding dress? I’ll wear the sluttiest one for you, Husband!”

    “……”

    Hilaria in a wedding dress….

    The thought of this busty beauty, who radiated such wildness, demurely following me around in a dress was quite delightful.

    “Wedding dresses are pretty expensive, you know? You sure about that?”

    Of course, I’d be the one buying it.

    But when I put it that way, Hilaria placed a hand on her hip.

    “Who do you take me for? I can support you even if you show up with nothing but your body, you know?”

    That’s tempting.

    I’m glad to have another pillar to lean on if my onahole-collecting venture goes bust.

    I’ll just have to rub myself all over Hilaria’s bountiful rear.

    “Anyway, we’ll be going now.”

    “Aww, why. You’re trying to tear me away from my husband.”

    “We have to get ready! The teacher will be here soon!”

    “See you later, Husband!”

    As if she couldn’t care less about prying eyes, Hilaria hugged me tightly where I stood and gave me a kiss. Then, she was led away by Kibelle, waving as she went.

    “……”

    Yuuna was pouting.

    “Pfft…”

    “……She’s younger than me, but she’s so bold, pretty, and has huge boobs….”

    “Are you jealous?”

    “Hmph… So what! I’m still the second! A second who’s infinitely close to being the first!”

    Even though it was a joint class for first- and second-years, there was a strange boundary line, with first-years sticking to first-years and second-years to second-years. Crossing it wasn’t easy for the faint of heart.

    I could see Stella and Serena.

    Isolde and Sarika were there, too.

    If you saw a noticeably pretty girl among the first- or second-years, she was probably my girlfriend.

    The only exception was maybe Kibelle?

    We hadn’t made any progress during the exchange event, either.

    After the cages were set up and the students were ready, the teacher entered.

    He was a burly man with a thick mustache, his wrinkled face like that of a kind grandfather clashing with his muscular body.

    “We will now begin the sparring class for the first- and second-years. I am Noiyak, and I will be in charge of this class.”

    I’d never seen this teacher before.

    Then again, almost every teacher was a new face to me.

    “My face will be unfamiliar to the second-years. I also serve as a coach for the first-years’ physical training.”

    He looked to be over two meters tall, and the resonance of his voice, projected by his magnificent muscles, was extraordinary.

    If he got a hold of me, I wouldn’t even be able to find my bones…

    “The rules for the class are simple. A student will enter a cage and fight off challengers until the signal to switch is given.”

    So we just have to fight?

    It didn’t seem too difficult.

    “The cages have a~~ damage absorption barrier that I’ve installed, so you can all show off your skills to your heart’s content without worrying about getting hurt!”

    A damage absorption barrier…

    Just in case, I should probably seal away Personality Excretion. The barrier might channel it and send the muscular teacher’s personality jelly scattering everywhere.

    Since we couldn’t use our masterpiece weapons enhanced with Magical Beast Steel in a duel against fellow students, we were all issued non-lethal weapons before entering.

    “There won’t be any guns, I guess?”

    The concept of ‘non-lethal’ doesn’t really apply to guns.

    While non-lethal rounds exist, guns themselves are weapons made to kill people.

    That means I’ll be bare-handed.

    My second primary weapon.

    “Let’s go! I need to pick a wooden sword.”

    Led by Yuuna, I came face-to-face with a first-year junior who was distributing weapons.

    ……!

    What in the world are those massive tits…!

    “This way, Seonbaenim.”

    Serena’s squad’s tanker, Brigid!

    I immediately remembered having sex with her at the hot springs. Her ass and boobs were so incredible, my dick felt like it was going to explode rather than just get hard.

    Seeing her for the first time in a while, Brigid stood before me, a senior, with her thighs pressed tightly together and her back ramrod straight, still looking as disciplined as ever.

    She usually tied her brown hair up when she wore her helmet, but today, she’d let it down. A naive face paired with an unbelievable body…

    And that perfectly disciplined posture.

    “Good morning, Seonbaenim.”

    “Brigid, it’s been a while….”

    “Yes! The weapons are over here.”

    “No, I’m fine….”

    While Yuuna crouched down to pick a sword, I stared blankly at Brigid’s chest.

    I know I shouldn’t stare at a female student’s breasts like this.

    “…I stared too much, didn’t I? Sorry.”

    “Not at all, Seonbaenim! In fact, I apologize for not being able to let you grope them immediately.”

    “……”

    Nice…

    Being with Brigid really makes me want to engage in some harsh, sexual hazing.

    These first-years are full of charm…

    “Yuuna. Did you pick one?”

    “Yep! This one, and this one!”

    They all looked like similar wooden swords, but Yuuna checked the length and grip over and over.

    “What about you, Hena?”

    “Bare hands….”

    Hena’s masterpiece was her staff made of magical wood, enhanced with Magical Beast Steel.

    Since she couldn’t use it during sparring, it seemed she had no choice but to go in empty-handed.

    “……”

    I was a little worried.

    “If you think your opponent is too tough, just forfeit.”

    “O-Okay.”

    Looking to the side, I saw a pink-haired girl crouching down and choosing a weapon.

    When she sat in a posture like that, my eyes were drawn to her ass whether I wanted them to or not.

    The pink-haired girl, with a face as sly as a cat’s, turned to look this way as if she’d sensed my gaze.

    “Sang-hyeok Seonbae~?”

    “Ah. Isolde…”

    “If it isn’t Sang-hyeok Seonbae, who appears in our group chat like a rare creature.”

    Haha…

    Another way of saying I don’t show up often.

    I couldn’t tell her I was busy having sex, so I just gave an awkward laugh.

    Isolde shot up and suddenly linked her arm with mine.

    Squish…♡♡

    A rush of blood shot south because of those perversely soft, squishy tits that make a man happy.

    “Y-You, suddenly…”

    Why are you suddenly… pressing your breasts against me….

    I mean, I’m happy about it, but still!

    “Please pick it out for me. My weapon.”

    “N-No… I don’t know what you use.”

    “Ehehe~. I’m good with all eighteen traditional weapons. So please, choose for me.”

    What’s with her?

    She was openly seducing me with a bitchy voice and gestures that made me want to pin her down and fuck her right now.

    “Uh… Hmm, what about that… staff over there?”

    “Okay~!”

    Why was she acting like this? I understood the moment Isolde picked up her phone.

    Isolde’s phone, enhanced with Magical Beast Steel, was broadcasting her NTR streamer show.

    The viewers’ real-time reactions were popping off.

    [PinkHairLover] What are you talking about? Sol?
    [IsoldesToes] We just voted for you to use a sword!
    [jkee33] D Sang Hyeok
    [MuramanaIsOP] Why the sudden change??

    “Eh~? Why the sudden change, you ask? You don’t know? No matter what you all pick, what my boyfriend picks is the most important thing~”

    …Heh…

    She hasn’t changed a bit.

    “You guys are just the seasoning for my romance with Sang-hyeok Seonbae, like breadcrumbs. Don’t get cocky~. Got it?”

    [ProtectIsoldeAtAllCosts] Guuuaaaaaah!!
    [jkee33] We keep losing to the imaginary Kim Sang-hyeok, what chance do we have against the real one lol ah lol
    [MuramanaIsOP] We’re just fated to have her stolen from us lmaooo

    “Aww~ Your streamer Sol is being stolen away by Sang-hyeok Seonbae, who’s handsome, has a great body, and is amazing in bed.”

    [IsoldesToes] has donated 150 Coins!!

    “Ah!! IsoldesToes, thank you for the 150 Coin donation!”

    An NTR Sword (wooden sword version) materialized near Sol.

    Putting her phone down, Sol looked at me and said.

    “Thanks for your cooperation, Sang-hyeok Seonbae.”

    “…You have it rough because of your pervert talent….”

    “Well, I’m gradually getting used to it. Lately, the real Sang-hyeok Seonbae hasn’t been around, so I’ve been playing with my imaginary Seonbae.”

    “But. You can’t use that sword.”

    I slipped an arm around Isolde’s waist and whispered.

    “I just picked one out for you.”

    “Heek…!!”

    Isolde flinched and ducked her head.

    “Yes…. I-I’ll use the one you picked….”

    Cute.

    I love how Sol blushes like this when I get serious with her.

    The area in front of the temporary weapon supply station was bustling like this, but unlike before, the first-year juniors couldn’t just swarm and hit on me.

    It was all thanks to my beautiful girlfriends.


    Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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