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    Chapter 115: Graduation
    Ceremony (11)

    On
    the fourth floor, where even the air was humid from Balkan and
    Ellie’s deep kisses, it was impossible to have a sane conversation.

    “Hmph,
    can we talk for a minute-”

    “It’ll
    only take a moment, really⋯”

    Breaking
    away from the noble and merchant females clinging to Balkan, Diana
    immediately grabbed Ellie and Balkan and headed to the other floor.

    The
    ballroom was noisy with the excitement of the party and they needed
    to find a quiet place to talk.

    So
    Diana headed for the least crowded place she could find: the roof of
    the ballroom.

    Diana
    pushes open the tightly closed door to the roof.

    -Squeak!
    Puck! Puck!

    “That’s
    enough, you’ve done it twice already!”

    “Heh,
    heh, heh⋯
    ha, fuck, shut the fuck up and put
    more cock in me⋯
    ah, fuck yes⋯!”

    Along
    with the sounds of flesh slamming against flesh, they could hear the
    shouts of the couples, who were mating stickily in the heat of the
    party.

    “Hmph?”

    Diana
    and Ellie opened their mouths in disbelief at the unexpected scene.

    Tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk

    Some
    daring couples were even straddling the rooftop railing and engaging
    in thrilling copulation.

    The
    man, pushed against the railing, was half-stunned by the woman’s
    aggressive teasing.

    The
    problem was, due to the angle of the rooftop door, they were in full
    view of each other as soon as the door opened.

    Even
    though the door was open, they didn’t even bother to look in the
    direction of the door, immersed in their immediate pleasure.

    I’ve
    seen them making love before, when I’ve come to the rooftop to hunt
    down the outlaws, and I’ve gotten a rough idea.

    But
    now it was almost like an animal kingdom.

    “What
    is this?”

    Diana,
    who had witnessed the vivid mating scene, froze in shock, gripping
    the doorknob.

    “⋯Heh!”

    Ellie
    poked her head out from behind Balkan, her face filled with curiosity
    and embarrassment as she watched them copulate.

    “Ms.
    Diana.”

    “⋯⋯”

    “Ms.
    Diana?”

    “⋯⋯Ah,
    uh, yeah.”

    The
    scene was even more traumatizing than I thought it would be.

    Finally
    regaining her composure, Diana carefully closed the door to the roof
    and sighed heavily.

    She
    turned around and looked at Balkan and Ellie with a serious face.

    “Hmph.
    Hmph! Ellie, Balkan?”

    “Yes,
    yes! Foster mom!”

    Barely
    recovering from her shock, Diana coughed for attention, and a stunned
    Ellie replied, clutching Balkan’s arm tightly.

    Diana’s
    eyes narrowed as she realized they were acting like newlyweds.

    “Yes.”

    Balkan
    stared at Ellie for a moment, then answered briefly.

    A
    lesser man would have been embarrassed, blushed, or been too
    embarrassed to answer.

    ‘But
    Balkan is not like those men.’

    Diana
    was well aware of that fact.

    She
    remembered being pinned beneath him, writhing in pleasure, even if he
    hadn’t managed to penetrate her.

    Having
    reduced her precious foster daughter to submission as a rug female
    with his first kiss, he responded with a regal air, as if to say,
    “What’s the matter?”

    “⋯You,
    do you know what the hell you’ve been doing?”

    “⋯⋯”

    Ellie
    blushed and lowered her head at Diana’s question.

    ‘I,
    uh, didn’t mean to go that far⋯’

    Originally,
    she had planned to confess her feelings and settle for a quick kiss.

    That
    would have made her happy as if she could fly.

    However,
    her innocent delusions were shattered by Balkan’s degrading deep
    kiss.

    Every
    female on the fourth floor of the ballroom witnessed Ellie’s first
    kiss and rubbed their thighs together as they watched her fall to the
    rug.

    “Yep.
    I kissed Ellie.”

    “Oh,
    oppa!”

    Ellie,
    recalling the moment, looked at Balkan in disbelief at the frankness
    with which he had opened his mouth.

    “⋯Oppa?”

    Diana
    noticed the change in the way Ellie addressed Balkan.

    She
    usually called him Mister. Something, something that could take their
    relationship further⋯

    “Ellie
    confessed to me that she liked me, and I wanted to repay her for
    having the courage to do that.”

    The
    mother and daughter stared at Balkan, mouths agape.

    She
    was at a loss for words, even though he had been so open and honest
    with her.

    “Just
    like that day,” Balkan added, glaring at Diana through his
    half-mask.

    “Like,
    like that day.”

    Ellie
    shook his head at the unintelligible phrase, but Diana recognized the
    meaning at once.

    The
    day she and Balkan had been bonded.

    The
    day when, despite the curse being suppressed by Balkan’s blessing,
    the rush of pleasure and sexual urges overwhelmed her and she nearly
    raped him.

    It
    was the same day that Balkan, who had been overwhelmed, had reassured
    Diana and embraced her even more intensely⋯
    just as he had embraced
    Ellie.

    “⋯Really?”

    Diana’s
    gaze snapped to Ellie.

    It
    wasn’t that she didn’t believe Balkan’s words. She just needed
    confirmation.

    “⋯Yes.”

    With
    a determined look on her face, Ellie squeezed Balkan’s arm a little
    tighter.

    Balkan’s
    arms tightened around the confidently exposed runway of her dress.
    Balkan, who loved breasts, offered no resistance.

    Diana’s
    mouth dropped open in disbelief as the evidence was more tangible
    than anything else.

    Unlike
    Diana, who’d been a one-way street, Ellie had made a formal
    confession.

    If
    it weren’t for the ballroom, if there weren’t anyone watching, if
    there weren’t anyone watching at all⋯

    Diana’s
    gaze traveled over Balkan and Ellie’s heads.

    [Intercourse
    count: 0]

    [Status:
    virgin]

    [Intercourse
    count: 0]

    [Status:
    virgin]

    The
    number that came up with the virgin detection magic, and whether
    Balkan was virgin or not⋯
    didn’t change.

    At
    the thought of it, Diana’s heart fluttered wildly in her chest.

    As
    a mother, she wondered if she should give up Balkan for her precious
    foster daughter.

    The
    female in her was screaming at the top of her lungs that he’s her,
    he’s her man.

    As
    Diana wondered if she should put everything else aside and prioritize
    the heart of the one she loves.

    All
    of these thoughts intertwined to create a single wish.

    “⋯Yes.
    But first, listen to me, both of you. The people in this ballroom are
    not the ones you see in the Explorers’ Quarters. These are people who
    have established themselves in the nobility section, and even have
    children in the Academy.”

    Diana’s
    tone became calmer as she spoke.

    Her
    emotions were complicated, but in the end, this was what she wanted.

    ‘I
    want me, Ellie, and most of all⋯
    Balkan to be happy.’

    So
    this reprimand was a warning of another danger.

    At
    least it was half-masked, but what if the bare-faced Balkan had
    continued kissing Ellie?

    Diana
    was sure they would have gone to any lengths to get him.

    All
    things considered, Balkan’s face was worth the blood on her hands.

    “You
    can’t show weakness in front of people like that. You never know when
    they’ll use it against you and tear you apart.”

    “Yeah.
    I’ll keep that in mind.”

    “Good.
    But don’t be too scared. You can use them to your advantage.”

    Balkan
    and Ellie nodded at Diana, who was giving them serious advice.

    -Chirp,
    chirp, chirp!

    The
    sound of mating calls from beyond the door broke the silence.

    The
    sound had been leaking out in bits and pieces before, but this one
    was particularly loud.

    -Hey,
    how’s that compared to my mom’s pussy? Who feels better, huh?!”

    -Uh,
    that, that.

    -Bastard.

    Even
    the groaning conversations were bizarre.

    A
    family’s public dildo, a mother and daughter.

    I
    wonder what kind of situation I’d have to be in to have a
    conversation like that.

    “⋯⋯”

    “⋯⋯”

    The
    mother-daughter duo’s eyes turned to Balkan.

    -Gulp.

    The
    sound of swallowing came from somewhere.

    Was
    it the mating outside the door, or was it Diana and Ellie?

    I
    couldn’t tell.

    “Balkan.
    Ellie?”

    I
    looked up at Diana’s question, and she blushed slightly, opening her
    mouth cautiously.

    “Well,
    this may be unnecessary, but I don’t think it’s time for you two to
    have sex.”

    “What?”

    “Well,
    it’s not that I don’t have other ideas, but Ellie’s just come of age,
    and I think she needs a little more time to settle down.”

    “⋯⋯”

    “And
    even if she does, she might lose her mind like she did earlier. Don’t
    you think she needs someone to be there for her?”

    Parental
    concern, or a nagging desire to take all the firsts of a loved one?

    “Well,
    yes, I can always be there to teach her and help her⋯!”

    Diana
    rambled on, trying to experience every single sexual experience her
    daughter would ever have, and implying that she would be in bed with
    her.

    “Sex,
    sex, sex, sex, sex!”

    Ellie,
    who hadn’t even thought of it that far, blushed.

    “⋯I’m
    still a little
    immature, so⋯
    hey, if my foster mom can help me, even more⋯”

    Ellie
    nodded, mesmerized by the memory of a female climax in a single deep
    kiss.

    Balkan
    was a male she would never be able to handle on her own.

    Diana’s
    words were certainly convincing.

    The
    two females’ gazes turned to Balkan once more.

    “Oh,
    oppa. I need to talk to my foster mom for a minute.”

    “Hoo-hoo.
    Now that we’re on the same page, Balkan, would you mind letting us
    have a mother-daughter chat for a moment?”

    The
    mother and daughter laughed awkwardly, and Balkan laughed bitterly.

    ‘Something’s
    going on here.’

    But
    they already seemed to be in sync so it’s hard to tell.

    -Hey,
    stepmom, the order is⋯

    -I,
    I have a curse, so I’m a little bit⋯

    -Well,
    then I’ll go first⋯?!

    I
    made my way back to the fourth floor, listening to the muffled
    conversation behind me.

    Despite
    my short time on the roof, the faces on the fourth floor had changed.

    As
    I passed the strangely crowded women’s restroom and headed toward the
    balcony where I’d stashed my helmet, I caught sight of an unfamiliar
    figure.

    A
    pale-faced, blond wallflower in a wheelchair.

    The
    girl looked up at me, realizing I was there, and then immediately
    dropped her head.

    “⋯Ah.
    This, this, this⋯
    Are you the owner⋯?”

    In
    the girl’s awkwardly extended hand was the helmet she had been
    hiding.

    However,
    I was more concerned with the girl’s voice than the helmet.

    The
    voice was shaky, but sweet, penetrating my brain as soon as I heard
    it.

    I
    had heard this voice before.

    “⋯Armored
    Knight?”

    The
    first benefactor who saved me, the armored knight.

    The
    girl’s voice was the same as hers.


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