Chapter 225: The First-Year Girlfriends (2) [R-18]
by MeherYuuna does a great job of handling the ‘face check’ for anyone trying to get near me.
Hena, on the other hand, gives off a ‘boob check’ aura.
Just by standing there, her incredible chest inspires a kind of unapproachable reverence in everyone.
To be honest, Hyejeong’s and Hestia’s are even more amazing.
I wonder if Hena will go up a weight class after she has a kid. I’m already looking forward to it.
“Sang-hyeok? Shall we get in the cage?”
Ms. Noiyak called out to me.
“This is your first time in my class, isn’t it?”
“Yes.”
“No need to be nervous. Just show everyone how strong you are.”
Suddenly, a murmur ran through the crowd.
Someone completely unexpected had appeared in the training grounds.
Isabella!
What is going on today?
My seventh girlfriend, the silver-haired, busty student council president, was staring this way, looking charismatic as ever in her usual riding attire.
No way…
Did she really come to see me?
“It’s the student council president…”
“She should be in a third-year class. What is she doing here?”
“You don’t know? They say she’s dating Kim Sang-hyeok…”
“Really? But he’s still D-rank…”
The moment the teacher clapped her hands, the students fell silent.
Her control was astonishing. I guess overly developed muscles are a substitute for eloquent speech.
“Alright. Let’s focus on the class, everyone. Your attitude during these sparring sessions will be reflected in your grade evaluation.”
“Ye-Yes!”
I entered the cage first and started warming up while waiting for my opponent.
At first, I faced a few stiff, nervous students whose names and faces I didn’t know.
Just as I expected.
Even holding back, beating C-rank students is easy.
A mythical-grade skill, Insight[Red].
I used my red eyes to analyze their skills and break through their form, landing blows to their faces or stomachs.
Thanks to the barrier, I only felt a slight vibration when my fist connected, not the actual feeling of hitting flesh and bone.
This is way safer than wearing gloves and headgear.
“I-I’m… Eun-hye… from the second year… N-nice to meet you!”
“Want to take a deep breath?”
“…Th-Thank you…”
Eun-hye fidgeted as she looked at me.
“Actually, I’m… a fan of yours…”
“Oh, really? Thanks.”
“…Before we start, can you punch me in the stomach?”
…
If I do that, it’ll be over before it even starts…
“Alright. I’ll do it.”
And so, I found myself freely punching the stomach of a female student whose face I hadn’t even known until a moment ago.
As she exposed her fair stomach, I feigned a gut punch.
“Hup!”
“Thank you…! It was my dream to get punched in the stomach by you.”
“Shall we start now?”
“Yeah!”
They were all cute, but the first-years were especially adorable.
One by one, I took down the students who struggled to beat me in our spars.
[Perceiving the target’s movements with Mask of Malice.]
“Hmph!”
I can see it.
I could see his every move so clearly it felt like he was running into my fist on his own.
Isabella’s fighting style is incredible.
“Treat it like a real fight! A real fight!” the teacher encouraged, clapping her hands. Kiai shouts erupted from every cage.
My opponent, a male student, let out a piercing scream.
“Die! Onahole Man!”
“You should show some respect to your senior!”
While using a refined fighting skill befitting a hero of justice like Mask of Malice, I actually used a leg sweep—a dirty trip, basically—to knock him down and beat the crap out of him.
“Huk! Ugh! I give up! I give up, Onahole Man!”
“It’s Kim Sang-hyeok-seonbaenim to you!”
These bastards call me Onahole Man every chance they get.
“Onahole Man~?”
There it is again.
Just as I resolved not to hold back, I saw the face of my next opponent and felt my will deflate.
Cannika.
The older of the blonde twin sisters.
The tension was already palpable as she stood there, holding a staff.
“Here I come!”
“Dammit, go easy on me…!”
I don’t even have a gun right now!
As Cannika began to swing her staff, cheers of “Ooooh” erupted from all around.
[Perceiving the target’s movements with Mask of Malice.]
I was too busy dodging to think.
Using the elasticity of her waist and legs, Cannika unleashed a flurry of high-speed thrusts and swings that cut through the air.
I’d already taken a few hits. If this were a real spear, my skin would have been torn to shreds.
Kugh…!
I felt this during the exchange event, but she’s tough!
Thanks to the damage-absorbing barrier, it didn’t hurt that much, but…
Breaking through this is a struggle!
I activated Insight[Red] and waited for my chance.
A thrust, it’s coming!
The moment she put her weight into a thrust, I caught the staff like I was catching a kick and pulled.
“Awat!?”
Just as Cannika lost her balance and stumbled forward.
“…is what you thought would happen!”
Thud!
Cannika kicked off the floor, did a somersault, and wrapped her legs around my neck.
“Ubeub!?”
What the…!!
I-I’m stuck between a girl’s legs!
Cannika’s panties, the soft mound of her ass—it was all pressed against my lips and nose.
“You’re not thinking anything naughty, are you? Hmm~?”
“Cough…!”
Anyone would think this is a lewd position!
Who chokes someone like this? Should I just lick her?
Before I could attempt such a thing, Cannika twisted her body, using her weight to throw me, and slammed me onto the floor.
I tumbled helplessly across the cage floor.
“Keuk!”
Cannika retrieved her staff.
She’s no pushover…
The problem was her elastic movements, which seemed to declare that she would be the only one attacking. Her talent, 「Elasticity」, was the issue.
She was resistant to most blows. And now, protected by the damage-absorbing barrier, she was an even trickier opponent to subdue.
I guess that’s why she’s famous as one of the academy’s top prospects…
“Are you giving up, Sang-hyeok?”
I shook my head at Ms. Noiyak’s question.
“I’ll keep going.”
If I can just pin her down…!
I charged in before Cannika could start her high-speed thrusts and swings again.
Dodging with Insight[Red], I threw a punch!
“Hup!”
Like a Chinese martial arts master, Cannika did a full split to lower her center of gravity, rendering my attack almost useless.
“…”
I knew she was flexible—I’d spread her legs myself, after all!
Cannika tucked the staff behind her back and spun on the floor, pressing her attack.
For now, all I could do was retreat…
But her high-speed continuous attack, powered by 「Elasticity」, had already begun.
Cannika immediately swung and thrust her staff, driving me back.
“You can’t beat me if you hold back! Use your onaholes!”
“It’d be too easy if I used them. Hoo!”
“Are you trying to provoke me? I already know all your tricks. In a narrow space like this, even if an invisible enemy appears…”
Cannika swung her staff in a wide arc!
“I can cover everything! I’ll show you!”
“…Kushina!”
I summoned my invisible onahole.
Looks like I have to use the power of the Onahole Collector after all…
“Sis! Be careful! Onahole Man is serious!” shouted her twin sister, Sanvika, who had been cheering her on.
Damn right, I’m serious.
『Concealed Onahole』
『Onahole Enhancement』
Enter Kushina, an ultra-powerful invisible onahole on the verge of S-class!
“Come at me from anywhere. I won’t fall for the same trick ag—Kyaang!”
Kushina dodged the staff swing, slipped in, and swept Cannika’s legs out from under her.
“Now!”
I grabbed the ankle of the cocky Cannika and started spinning!
Giant Swing!
“What did I say happens… when you mess with the Onahole Collector!”
“Y-You become an onahoooole~~!”
Before the male students could all figure out the color of Cannika’s panties, I stopped spinning and tossed her aside.
Cannika got up and looked at her hands, but Kushina had already retrieved the staff and brought it to me.
“Hehet.”
Kushina flashed a V-sign in front of me.
Bringing me the enemy’s weapon. Excellent.
“Kugh! How frustrating!”
“There’s no winning against a gang-up. That’s just how it is.”
My next opponent was Dihrit.
“Onahole Clone Martial Arts!”
I immediately teamed up with Kushina and beat the living shit out of him.
“Hey, you fucker, hey! Don’t use the invisible onahole on me, you cowardly bastard!”
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
Kushina and I didn’t even give Dihrit a chance to use his magic. From behind, from the side, from the front, we rained down a spectacular display of punches and kicks, beating him to the ground.
“I just saw a punchable face right in front of me. Couldn’t help it.”
“Hah… hah… Again…”
“Onahole Clone Martial Arts!”
Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow!
“You bastard! Fight faaaair…!”
I’m going to turn you into a fun gag character, so just take this fucking beating before you can say anything else I don’t like!
After we beat the dust out of Dihrit, Kushina wiped the sweat from her brow with a refreshed look, as if she’d just finished some honest labor.
“Phew~~. That felt so good!”
“Right?”
“Yes! He was so unlikable from the start, shooting fire magic everywhere with no consideration for an exhibitionist.”
“Why would I show consideration for an exhibitionist… Fuck…”
Dihrit, exit stage left.
Next up was Guman.
“Uh, uh, Sang-hyeok…?”
“Kushina, stand down.”
“Yes!”
Dihrit, battered and bruised, shouted as he was dragged out of the cage.
“Hey! You son of a bitch! Why the discrimination!”
Because Guman is a good kid.
“Let’s have a good match, Sang-hyeok!”
“Yeah! Bring it on!”
“Gate Keeper!”
I threw a punch at Guman, who had entered a defensive turtle-like stance, and immediately regretted it.
Thwack!
Ugh, he’s hard…!
It was like hitting a wall…
This isn’t going to work.
Personality Excretion, no…
If I use Personality Excretion, the teacher will probably confiscate the Personality Jelly…
And Lucky Pervert would have no effect on a guy.
Hmm.
I don’t think I can do this alone…
There must be a weakness.
I examined him carefully with Insight.
Found it.
Through my red eyes, I could see that his defense was only enhanced in the front. His back was almost unchanged. In that case!
“Hey, behind you, the cage wall is collapsing! Watch out!”
“Wh-What?”
I didn’t miss the moment Guman fell for my lie and whipped his head around. I kicked him with a front kick, pushing him over.
“Keuk!”
I jumped on the fallen Guman’s back and pinned him.
“How can you be so naive as to believe what your enemy says?”
“Ah… haha… Damn…”
His build was so straightforward that I figured a direct approach would have been tough.
I spent the next hour as the cage master, sparring with student after student. By the time class ended, I was drenched in sweat.
“Hooo.”
“Good work, Sang-hyeok. Go get some rest.”
“Thank you.”
“That was some excellent fighting. The teacher has nothing to teach you.”
I glanced at Isabella, who was watching from a distance, and said, “That’s because I met a good teacher ahead of time.”
“Take a ten-minute break, then you can participate again.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
I turned my attention to Yuuna and Hena, who I’d been worried about.
Huh…?
Those two… they seem different.
Yuuna, whose scarecrow score was average at best, was dominating her sparring matches. The average students couldn’t even get a few exchanges in before getting overwhelmed and admitting defeat.
She’d always been quick on her feet, but now she was using sharp attacks to strike her opponents’ vital points, forcing them to surrender.
“Hoo.”
…
She’s so cool.
Watching my girlfriend’s focused profile, the urge to cheer for her welled up inside me.
“Yuuna! You’re doing great!”
“…”
Yuuna’s concentration didn’t waver, but I could see a faint smile on her lips.
Her next opponent was Hilaria.
Hilaria entered the cage empty-handed, as if they’d agreed beforehand that she would go easy on her opponent.
Well, that’s the only way to make it balanced…
No, it might not be balanced even then.
Hilaria was a top-tier prospect among the first-years, someone who had even fought Quintia—and lost, but still.
Even so, I believed Yuuna could do it.
“Yuuna! Fighting!”
“Husband. Aren’t you going to cheer for me?”
Yuuna’s arms were trembling.
“Y-You’re stronger, so I don’t need to cheer for you…”
“Tsk. It must be nice being so delicate, Seonbae…”
“I’m not delicate! You, you want to get taught a lesson? Want your senior to teach you a thing or two?”
“Hmph.”
Hilaria took her stance.
I could already see the fear in Yuuna’s eyes.
Oh, dear…
The skill gap is just too wide.
I could feel it even from a distance; I can only imagine how intimidating it must feel standing so close.
“I’m coming at you for real, Seonbae.”
“C-Come at me for real! Bring it on… I won’t go easy on you either!”
Yuuna charged first!
But in the next moment, Hilaria moved in a way no one expected.
She hooked two fingers on the cage wall behind her, launched her body through the air, stuck to the opposite wall, then bounced to the other wall again…
She flew around the air, leaving Yuuna completely disoriented.
“Wh-What the! What! What! You can’t move like that!”
Yuuna just looked around frantically, not knowing what to do.
Everyone else stared with their mouths agape, as if they couldn’t believe Hilaria’s movements.
“Cute Seonbae~~. Watch closely~~ I’m gonna pounce!”
Hilaria leaped and pounced on Yuuna. Though Yuuna was prepared, she was helplessly thrown to the ground.
It was truly a 『Leap of the Beast』.
Even Hilaria’s pouncing skill was a work of art. She’d clearly done this more than once or twice.
“Nngh!”
“You’re cute, Seonbae. Don’t you think you should eat a bit more if you want to fight me?”
Hilaria sat on top of Yuuna and giggled.
“Sob… Waaah… Get off me, you’re just a first-year.”
Haha…
It was such a one-sided match it was almost anticlimactic to watch.
I’d probably get my ass handed to me by Hilaria, too.
That is, if I fought her fair and square without my fucking cheap-ass adult game skills.
“Baby daddy! I won~~~.”
All eyes turned to me.
“Baby daddy~~. Husband~~~.”
Cough… This is an awkward situation to react to.
I felt sorry for Yuuna, pinned to the floor.
I couldn’t bring myself to cheer for Hilaria out loud, so I could only look back at her and offer an awkward smile.
Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)
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