Chapter 44

Chapter 44

The Heroine of the 1st Playthrough Remembers My Training.

Episode 44: How To Train A Brat (3).

‘…I’m late.’

I thought I left in time, but I ended up being late.

If I hadn’t hesitated in the nurse’s office, I wouldn’t be late…

─Will you come see me again tomorrow?

The nurse’s voice echoed in my mind, and I shook my head.

‘Is it her charm…?’

No matter how much I thought about it, the school nurse’s allure wasn’t something ordinary.

Peeking through the classroom door, I saw Loreos writing something on the blackboard.

Thud- Tap-

Carefully, I opened the door and slipped inside.

Click.

“Yujin Calliope.”

Without turning around, Loreos called my name.

“…Yes, Professor.”

“You’re late.”

“I’m sorry.”

“…You may not know, but punctuality is crucial on the battlefield.”

Here we go again.

Just to clarify, I fundamentally respected Professor Loreos.

“Sometimes, a difference of just one hour, or even ten minutes, can decide the outcome of a war. This is a story from my time in the military…”

But after hearing this story over fifty times, it’s not entirely my fault that I had these rebellious thoughts.

“It was the worst. We were out of weapons and food. All the soldiers were preparing for the final battle, ready to die…”

As I inadvertently yawned, Loreos frowned and said.

“…Oh. My story must be boring to you. Fine. Stay after today’s lecture. It’s been a while since I’ve given a proper lesson.”

“…Yes.”

I bit my lip at Loreos’ words.

Damn it.

This messed up my plans.

Usually, I would consider the special training just a workout, but today, I had something I absolutely needed to do.

…But Loreos wasn’t someone who would let me escape easily.

I had to find a way.

‘Hoo…’

Swallowing a sigh, I sat down and saw Vivian bow her head as our eyes met.

Through Vivian’s disheveled hair, I noticed the bandage around her neck.

It wasn’t because of an injury.

‘…No, was it an injury?’

Looking at the bandage covering the handprints on her neck brought back memories from yesterday.

Loreos knocked on the lectern and spoke.

“I believe everyone is preparing well for the upcoming inter-year competition.”

“…”

The entire class was as silent as a mouse.

It was understandable.

While Class 1 might have a chance, almost no one believed that Class 5 could beat the second-years.

「Inter-Year Competition」

A battle format exam held as the final exam of the first semester.

The first-years faced the second-years, and the second-years faced the third-years.

You might ask why the second-years had to fight twice, but it’s always the ones in the middle who suffered the most.

The outcome of the inter-year competition did not determine the score.

It was common sense that the seniors who had studied at the academy for a year longer were stronger.

The primary purpose of the inter-year competition was to make the lower-year students feel a ‘wall’ and demonstrate how effective the academy’s education was.

So, while the juniors usually focused on showing how much they had learned rather than winning…

“Three people.”

Loreos’ thoughts seemed different.

“Our goal is to defeat three people. Although it’s unlikely, if we fail… we will undergo a week of mental strength training starting that day.”

Sighs came from all around the classroom.

With the final exams over, it would soon be vacation, and everyone would be busy planning their break. The mention of special training naturally drew such reactions.

Then, Loreos hit the lectern and spoke confidently.

“Do not worry. I have a surefire way to win.”

Everyone perked up and listened intently, including me.

‘…No way?’

I felt like I might finally learn the secret behind Loreos’ hidden strength.

At that moment, Loreos crossed his arms and spoke seriously.

“Yes, it’s special training.”

…It was clear that this guy had a mental issue.

Lick- Lick-

In the old teacher’s storeroom, women with purple and silver hair were pleasuring me.

“Haa… slurp.”

“Heup… hap..”

While Vivian sucked on the shaft with her lips, Lucia swallowed the glans, stimulating it with the tip of her tongue.

“…Hwoop… haa…”

Vivian, licking down the shaft, moved her tongue as if cleaning beneath my balls.

With the sticky and milking motions of Lucia and the slightly clumsy but earnest efforts of Vivian, both were more than enough to excite me.

“…Vivian, there’s something you need to do.”

“..Yes… Yujin.”

Even before I said anything, Vivian took off her gym uniform.

Despite having been training until just before lunchtime and sweating, her scent was anything but unpleasant—it only aroused me.

“…I’ll serve you with my breasts….”

Blushing, Vivian buried my cock between her breasts.

Squish-

Lucia’s breasts were already ample, but Vivian’s breasts felt truly enormous.

“Hee…”

While Vivian performed paizuri, Lucia drooled between her cleavage to make it slick.

Squelch- Squelch-

The soft but pressing sensation of her breasts felt so good that my hips moved on their own, but that’s not what I wanted right now.

“…Vivian.”

“…Haa… Yes… Yujin… please, command me…”

“…Then, after school today, go to Loreos and ask him for special training.”

“…Huh… Yes… Yes?”

Vivian’s eyes widened as she questioned.

Then, Lucia, who was beside her, glared at Vivian and spoke.

“Vivian, since when did you start questioning the master’s words?”

“A…I’m s-sorry… Yujin…”

At Lucia’s warning, Vivian bowed her head deeply and apologized.

“It’s okay. You’re still learning, aren’t you?”

I patted Vivian’s head apologetically.

Anyone would be flustered.

Being asked to receive special training in the midst of sexual service.

But there was something I had to confirm this afternoon.

So I planned to use Vivian as a decoy for Loreos and escape in the meantime.

“…Yes… Thank you…”

Vivian resumed her paizuri with a tearful expression, unable to refuse my command.

I looked away, pretending not to notice Vivian’s gaze.

“Hng… ugh…”

Enjoying the softness of Vivian’s breasts, I cheered her on in my heart.

‘…You’ll survive… Hang in there, Vivian!’

After school, I arrived at the training room used by the second-years, having escaped Loreos by using Vivian as a decoy.

Creaaak-

Even though it was the second-years’ training room, the school rules didn’t prohibit access. Still, there was an unspoken rule among students to refrain from using it.

But today, even if it was forbidden by school rules, there was something I had to confirm.

‘This should do.’

I sat in a corner of the spectator seats, peeking out just enough to observe.

It was already a spot where I wouldn’t be noticed.

And sitting on the floor instead of a chair made it even less likely that anyone would realize I was there.

‘…She’s working hard.’

I looked down and saw my subject of observation warming up.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

The sound of her fists cutting through the air was sharp.

Just from this, I could tell she hadn’t been slacking in her training.

It was Bianca Beatrice.

Anyone could see she was Vivian’s sister.

However, her hair was a lighter shade of purple, and compared to Vivian, her small stature and frail body made her look like the younger sister.

Thud-!

At that moment, three men simultaneously barged through the main entrance.

The leader, a muscular man, stepped forward and shouted.

“Bianca Beatrice!”

“Haa…”

Bianca sighed and spoke as if she was tired of this.

“You really came. After getting beaten up like that, you still haven’t learned?”

“…You bitch, you talk big after winning with dirty tricks.”

“Dirty tricks? Ha, I don’t know anything fairer than beating someone with fists.”

Grit-

Unable to respond, the man blushed and stepped onto the dueling stage.

“Bitch, today I’ll tear that mouth of yours.”

“Go ahead, asshole.”

Thud-! Thud-! Thud-!

The man charged forward with heavy steps while Bianca shot forward nimbly.

“It won’t be the same this time!”

Every time the man threw a punch, the sound of the air being torn apart could be heard.

Even with the same strength, having a larger body was obviously advantageous.

A long reach was a significant advantage in combat.

However, Bianca covered her disadvantage of a smaller body by dodging his attacks by a hair’s breadth, arriving right in front of him in the shortest distance.

‘Her fighting style is still the same.’

This was the Bianca I knew.

She would dive into her opponent’s range as quickly and closely as possible, fighting in a way that put her at an advantage.

This was Bianca’s combat style.

The man swung his elbow desperately to create distance, but he was already within Bianca’s territory.

Whack─!

A loud sound echoed, unbelievable for her small frame.

As the man bent over from the punch to his stomach, Bianca spun around, using the centrifugal force to kick the same spot again.

“As expected, you’re nothing special.”

That was the end of it.

“Guh…ugh…”

“Ew~ Gross! You stink! I can’t understand it. With such a weak body, where did you get the confidence to challenge me?”

“…You… bitch… I’ll kill you…”

Whack─

Bianca’s foot struck the man’s chin as he cursed.

The man staggered for a moment before collapsing to the floor.

“Trash~ Garbage~ Getting beaten up by a much smaller girl~”

Bianca giggled at the fallen man before glaring at his companions and speaking sharply.

“What are you doing? Aren’t you going to clean up? Or do you want to get beaten too?”

“…Bianca, if you keep acting high and mighty, you’ll regret it someday.”

“Yeah, yeah. I’ll regret it after you’re all dead. Idiots. I took time out to fight you, and you can’t even be grateful. Get lost.”

“…Let’s go.”

After they dragged the unconscious man out, Bianca took a sip of water.

And then…

“So? What are you doing there?”

She glared sharply at the spot where I was hiding.