episode_0081

It had already been over a week since the Cheongsong Festival began, and time had flown by.

Many things had happened during that time…

Including a contract that was practically forced upon him by Cheon Soyul, and the provocative all-night “work” (?) to appease her.

For about two days, he’d even humored Teacher-nim’s insistence and explored various parts of the academy.

Ah, he’d heard midway that his Mother and Father would be arriving a bit late, probably around the semifinals of the 8-person tournament.

…And judging by Teacher-nim’s reaction, the reason for their delay might actually lie with Seol Hayeon herself.

‘Hmm.’

It felt like she’d reached an agreement with his Mother to enjoy a little more alone time with him.

Considering she just kept grinning without a proper answer whenever he asked why, it was probably 100% the case.

Although he felt a bit awkward, there was nothing to complain about. With an unavoidable, wry laugh, he humored her.

Time flowed on and on…

By then, nearly half of the Cheongsong Festival period had passed.

“Slurp, suction…”

He flinched, looking up at the sky from behind the main academy building.

The sunlight filtering through the gaps in the building was moderately intense and comfortably warm.

And a succubus was crouched near his knees, converting his life essence into her own energy source.

…

…

…

‘Haa.’

What more needed to be said? Kanzaki Rie. She had come to him complaining that she hadn’t “tasted” him in a while, and was now taking his essence.

In a resigned state, he gently stroked her indigo hair.

Her magenta eyes shifted softly, looking up at him from below.

Her faint, smiling eyes were a demonic charm that could move the hearts of countless men.

Of course, it didn’t have that strong an effect on him. Not when he knew the true nature of this succubus.

So he just let out a wry chuckle and gave himself over to her, as if to say, “Do as you please.”

And at that moment, a bluish window appeared only in his sight.

──────────────── Kanzaki Rie (20) Preference: Mutually satisfying contractual relationship Desire: Semen Pack Current Libido: 81/100 ────────────────

Naturally, it was a status window that displayed Kanzaki’s tendencies. Reading it, he couldn’t help but think her desire was no joke.

How could someone’s sexual desire be to make a “pack” out of semen?

Even setting aside how terrifying the idea was, a strange laugh escaped him.

It wasn’t some vampire’s blood pack. Was it because they were both unique species, or what?

As he was lost in thought, idly observing Kanzaki’s innocent appearance.

Contrary to her beautiful appearance, she, in her lustful posture, finally finished draining all of his essence.

“Hah.”

“…Tsk.”

With a short breath, she pulled her lips away, moving her head away from his lower body.

Seeing the strange white substance on the corner of her mouth, he involuntarily twitched his waist.

“Mmm.”

Fortunately, Kanzaki seemed not to have noticed his subtle reaction, as she was busy licking away the minute amount of milky liquid left behind…

If she had, it was obvious she would have gone wild and spouted nonsense about being fine with taking it directly below.

He stifled a sigh of relief.

In any case, it was inconvenient timewise.

Today was the day of the 8-person tournament semifinals, and as such, it wasn’t a day with much leeway.

Even taking a moment to allow her to absorb his essence like this hadn’t been easy.

“…Are you done now? I’m leaving.”

Therefore, forcibly suppressing the sexual urges he felt, he pushed Kanzaki away.

Trying his best to avert his gaze from her was an added bonus.

There was about an hour left until his first semifinal match against Ryu Seeun. If he tidied up and headed to the stadium now, it would be quite cutting it close.

He awkwardly re-buckled his belt and turned around. Feeling like he needed to wash his body, he was naturally heading for the dormitory.

“Ah, just a moment.”

And the owner of the hand that grabbed him was Kanzaki. Well, obviously.

She looked up at him, a strangely alluring smile on her face.

He instinctively realized. Ah, he had to get out of there immediately.

He didn’t know about anything else, but seriously, not now.

Yang Chanho-ssi’s promise was secondary… Ryu Seeun had also sent him a message, saying she was looking forward to officially facing him.

If he was even a little late, he’d feel unnecessarily apologetic. And he didn’t want to see Ryu Seeun’s drooping, lonely expression.

“No, I won’t. I can’t.”

So he forcibly turned his head away. He spoke without looking at Kanzaki.

“You know I’m busy. I have to leave right now, don’t I? What if I’m late? I’ll be cursed by the whole nation…”

His excuse was quite reasonable. The 8-person tournament of the Cheongsong Festival would be broadcast, so a considerable number of people would be watching.

But Kanzaki was consistent. She replied with a faint smile.

“What’s the big deal? Hyunjin-gun is already well-known nationwide as the amazing male student who charmed a girl and stole the Thunder God Monarch’s magic.”

“…”

It was a sudden sneak attack, a truly sharp and pointed remark.

He suffered immense internal damage and faltered for a moment. Of all things, why bring that up?

A mischievous and playful smile appeared on Kanzaki’s lips.

“Well, of course, it’s not just Hyunjin-gun; Soyul-yang also received criticism for foolishly leaking her family’s magic. But it’s not something to worry too much about, is it? It’s not like it’s a new thing for awakened ones to be cursed for strange and trivial matters.”

And her subsequent words, while logically sound, were not something this girl should have uttered at this particular moment.

He glared at Kanzaki with considerable resentment. Annoying girl.

Kanzaki elegantly curved her eyes into crescent shapes and subtly covered her mouth.

“Ahaha.”

What flowed out was a short laugh.

He scowled fiercely.

“Don’t laugh. You’re making me even angrier.”

“Oh my.”

At his words, she seemed even more excited, shrugging her shoulders exaggeratedly.

And she added.

“What a shame.”

“…”

She truly had a knack for provoking people. Although she had been less so recently than last year, perhaps her fundamental nature remained unchanged.

He let out a low sigh and pulled out his smartphone to check the time. Around the same time, Kanzaki was taking off her clothes.

‘Good grief.’

He said it again, she was truly annoying. Her behavior, as if she knew exactly how he would act, was incredibly brazen.

To be precise, he had exactly one hour and fifteen minutes left.

He could do it. No? He could definitely pull it off.

With resolute determination, he began to prepare himself.

Kanzaki, in terms of difficulty, was second only to the final boss (?), Baek Ayun, but baseless confidence certainly existed.

He turned his head to look at Kanzaki, who had stripped off her top and was pressing her arms against her chest.

“As I expected, you’d give in. Hyunjin-gun is a person with very strong suppressed desires, after all.”

“…”

Her eyes sparkled enticingly. It was as if she was using a light charm magic on him.

…Well, it didn’t really matter either way. If she wanted to, she could use it all she liked.

The moment he made up his mind, it was a foregone conclusion that he would “cover” her. Meaning, it would happen without needing to expend unnecessary mana.

He touched his belt buckle and approached her. Slowly, languidly, boldly.

Soon, with only a hand’s breadth between them, his and Kanzaki’s eyes intertwined stickily.

Eyes filled with identical desires.

“Lie down, Rie.”

“…Yes.”

He spoke, and Kanzaki’s lips twitched faintly as she nodded. Her compliance without resistance was incredibly alluring.

He grabbed her arm. She, in turn, gently touched his thigh.

Just as their tongues were about to briefly intertwine in that position.

“…”

*Flinch.*

He felt a certain intuition. Not instinct, but a crisis-sensing ability honed by experience.

As if startled, he frantically let go of Kanzaki’s arm, but…

*Clang-*

It was already too late. A chilling metallic sound rang out.

It was right behind him.

The tip of a blade touched his back.

He felt no murderous intent, but it was chilling.

And he might have an idea who owned this dagger. No, he probably knew for sure.

The reason was simple. It was simply a very familiar presence, combined with a familiar method of approach.

He creaked and turned his head like a broken machine, a rusty device.

There, he saw a black figure resembling a shadow and dark crimson eyes.

“I heard the semifinals are scheduled to take place in an hour, didn’t I?”

That black figure parted its lips.

A quiet, whispered voice.

“Hiccup.”

“…”

Kanzaki was already frozen, letting out a weak hiccup, and he merely became ice, staring at the other person.

Those dark crimson eyes were directed at Kanzaki and him simultaneously.

‘She’ added, with a chilling sneer.

“What were you doing here right now? Son.”

“…”

“Explain it to me so I can understand.”

It felt as if death had arrived right before his eyes.

His face turned completely white.