Chapter 70

    Chapter 70

    The Heroine of the 1st Playthrough Remembers My Training.

    Episode 70: The Butterfly Effect Starting From Milk (7).

    “Ahh♥.. I..!! I can’t…! Hnng…♥ Ooh!♥”

    “I’m sure you’ve at least tried to pleasure yourself, haven’t you?”

    “It’s… different♥… Ngh..! It’s.. so.. so different from that!!♥”

    Each time I moved my fingers, the nurse’s back arched dramatically.

    “…Ahh!♥ If you…♥ keep teasing my clit like that…!♥ I… I can’t…! I can’t take it!♥.. My.. my mind is going blank..♥”

    The nurse, who was at the peak of her sexual prime, found the 300% sensitivity from the ‘Prince of the Bed’ unbearable.

    Whoosh─

    Despite only a few seconds of touching her pussy, the nurse squirts uncontrollably.

    “Who said you could climax on your own? A pussy that goes off on its own needs to be punished.”

    “Nghh..! I… I’m sorry… I… I climaxed on my own… I’m sorry!!♥ Please forgive me!♥”

    “No. If you did something wrong, you need to be punished.”

    “Ahh! ♥ No.. Don’t… If you keep teasing my sensitive pussy…♥ I’ll.. I’ll…!”

    Even as I continued to torment her through her climax, the nurse clung to me with her eyes rolled back.

    ‘Good.’

    Each time the nurse climaxed, the amount of milk she produced increased significantly.

    At this rate, I could extract the needed amount of milk in no time.

    “Huff..♥ Huff..! It’s… it feels so good..!♥ I… I think I’m going crazy♥”“Teacher, don’t take your hands off the milking machine. This is about extracting milk, not satisfying your lust.”“B-but…♥ My…! My pussy… it’s too… happy♥”“Hey, who said you could make excuses?”

    When I pinched her clitoris with my fingertips, a vulgar moan that you wouldn’t expect from someone as kind as the nurse burst out.

    “Ahhh!!.. E-excuse me♥.. Excuse me.. I’m so sorry♥… But… but…♥ You can’t… keep teasing my clit…!.. I.. can’t..!..♥ Let go…!… Please…!”

    Perhaps feeling a life-threatening danger from the excessive pleasure, the nurse suddenly struggled to escape.

    Despite this, she kept her hands on the milking machine as ordered, which made me chuckle involuntarily.

    “Huff..♥ Huff..♥… I’m gonna die.. I’m gonna die♥”“It’s okay. You won’t die yet.”

    The nurse’s body trembled dangerously, but it was still manageable.

    According to the ‘Prince of the Bed’s’ evaluation, her body could endure at least ten more climaxes without any issues.

    Of course, her ‘mind’ would become so addicted to the pleasure that she wouldn’t be able to escape it…

    ‘I’ll handle it anyway.’

    I whispered as I hugged the nurse tightly from behind.

    “…Even after being scolded, you’re trying to climax on your own again. You’re a premature pussy, teacher. Now, apologize for being a premature pussy.”

    “Uh…♥…Ngh…♥.. Yes… I’m… I’m sorry!!… For being a premature… pussy.. I’m sorry♥”

    The nurse gave up on escaping and trembled in my arms.

    “Well done. Now, do you remember what I said last time?”

    “Uh…!.. I don’t… know…. I can’t remember..♥”

    In this state, asking her to remember something was cruel.

    But that’s the nurse’s problem, not mine.

    As a trainer, I had to discipline her.

    “Really? Then I’ll keep tormenting you until you remember.”

    I hugged the nurse from behind, sucked on her neck, and inserted my fingers into her pussy.

    “Nghhhh!♥”

    “Hey, spread your legs.”

    “B-but..♥! No.. Eek♥”

    As the nurse resisted by closing her legs, I moved my right hand inside her and stimulated her clitoris with my left.

    “Ahh….♥ This is… too much..♥ It’s really too much!”

    “Then remember quickly.”

    “I.. I don’t…♥ I can’t remember… please forgive me…!!”

    “Hah, then I’ll remind you just once more. You have to say you’re going to climax before you do.”

    “Ngh…!!♥… I remember… I’m gonna… I’m gonna…!.. Hnng! ♥ I said it..! So.. please… stop..!”

    Despite her tearful pleas, I had no intention of stopping.

    “No. You have to explain how you’re going to climax too.”

    “…Okay!..♥ Okay..!. Just… just let me rest for a moment♥.”

    “No.”

    With that, I tormented the nurse’s pussy faster than ever before.

    “…Please stop…♥ I… I really… can’t…♥ Eek,…♥”

    Despite her plea, her pussy clung to my fingers as if refusing to let go.

    “If you want me to stop, say it properly.”

    “Nghh…♥ Yes… Yes!!…♥ I’m gonna climax… while being punished♥!!”

    As the nurse declared her climax, I pressed my fingers deeply inside her and squeezed her weak spot.

    “…Ah!!… Oh…♥ Aaaah!!”

    The nurse’s body trembled so violently that the bed shook, and she squirted both juice and milk simultaneously.

    Whoosh─

    “Phew…”

    I laid the exhausted nurse, trembling in pleasure, back on the bed and gathered the milk.

    Fortunately, I had enough milk for my needs.

    “Ha… Ha…♥”

    I felt a pang of guilt leaving her like this…

    ‘No time. Next time, I’ll definitely enjoy it…’

    I covered the nurse with a blanket and headed to Tristan’s house.

    At the same time, at Tristan’s house.

    “Ha… Ha.. Da..ddy..”

    Isolde, lying on the bed, breathed weakly in pain.

    “…Daddy’s here.”

    When Tristan placed his hand on her forehead, Isolde’s expression softened slightly, but it was only temporary.

    Before long, her expression contorted in pain again.

    “…Ha.. Ha..”

    “….”

    Feeling the heat from Isolde’s forehead, Tristan clenched his fist tightly.

    ‘This is the limit…’

    Isolde’s stamina had already reached its limit.

    …Yet, Tristan had not yet undone the barrier because he still believed in someone’s promise.

    ─I will definitely find the answer.

    ‘I said I would wait without expecting much…’

    Foolishly, he found himself hoping.

    If it were Yujin, who had declared so confidently, it seemed he would find the answer Tristan could not.

    In truth, Tristan wanted to believe in Yujin even now.

    But…

    ‘…There really is no more time.’

    He could not let Isolde die just because he wanted to believe.

    Tristan patted Isolde’s head once and walked out of the house.

    The night sky he looked up at in midwinter was so beautiful that it took his breath away, but Tristan’s gaze was not on the sky; it was on the barrier spread out below it.

    「Great Barrier」

    Even at Carnea Academy, which gathered the Empire’s top talents, only Tristan could lift the ‘Great Barrier’ without proper authorization.

    This did not mean that Tristan was the best professor at Carnea.

    For example, Professor Amy had the unique ability of , and Loreos was specialized in . Tristan’s specialty was .

    Thinking of Amy and Loreos, Tristan shook his head.

    If those two, who excelled in combat, were here, they might be able to handle any situation.

    ‘…Of all times, why are they…!’

    At that moment, Tristan felt a chill as he realized something.

    ‘Is this… really a coincidence?’

    It couldn’t be.

    It was all planned.

    Someone within the academy, who had the information to discover Isolde’s suffering from her lifespan, had also known when the two most combat-capable professors would be absent.

    ‘…Who is it?’

    As Tristan briefly thought of potential traitors, a bitter smile crossed his face.

    Who could call whom a traitor?

    What he was doing now was also betrayal.

    He rationalized that he had no choice to save his daughter, but whoever had leaked the information might have had similar circumstances.

    ‘…Stop thinking useless thoughts. I just need to save Isolde.’

    Resolute, Tristan brought his palms together.

    He knew it himself.

    This was wrong.

    …But there was no turning back now.

    To save his daughter, he had no choice but to undo Carnea’s barrier as the man had proposed.

    “「Connect─Modify─Release」”

    As Tristan’s incantation echoed, the magic that shot up like fireworks from his body touched the barrier.

    There was no sound in releasing the barrier.

    Like snow melting in water, the barrier began to disappear from the top where Tristan’s magic touched it.

    Tristan did not know why the man in black had asked him to release the barrier.

    He hadn’t asked, thinking only of saving his daughter, and the man hadn’t explained.

    ‘…But it can’t be for good intentions.’

    Probably, many people would be hurt or killed today.

    Among them could be his students.

    As he thought of that, an unbearable sense of guilt surged, and nausea rose to his throat.

    …But Tristan did not regret it.

    To Tristan, Isolde’s life was more precious than his students’ lives.


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