Episode 129. Friendly Sparring

“Haaah… Master. Aaaahk…! Hek….”

Pook. Pook.

I thrust my hips wildly, holding Liliana’s body close.

Bound to the bed by magic, Liliana gasped for breath, letting out moans.

“Kkeueup… Haak… Ang… Eueut….”

Enjoying the feel of Liliana’s pussy beneath me, I came once more without holding back.

As expected, I preferred taking the lead and pounding her rather than being taken forcefully.

“Hahk, Master… stop… sorry….”

Her earlier state of being overcome with lust and lunging at me had disappeared about an hour ago.

“What are you sorry for? You liked it too.”

I could vividly feel the sensation of her pussy clinging tightly to my cock, squeezing.

Even though her mouth said otherwise, the way she wrapped her legs around my hips suggested she was still up for more.

“Hauuk… I-I really shouldn’t… Hup! Uuum… Smack.”

I covered Liliana’s mouth with my lips as she made strange noises and continued to pound my cock into her.

Outside the window, it was still dark.

“The night is still long, Liliana.”

I chuckled and pulled Liliana, unable to move, into an embrace.

“Haat… Eup… Heueung!”

Instead of answering, Liliana clamped down hard on my cock with her pussy.

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I’d lost count of how many times I’d cum. Neither of us had the strength left to even moan.

“Huk. Ah, ak… Hup….”

Liliana repeated short gasps, squirming beneath me.

‘How many hours have passed…?’

The lust magic had already worn off.

I couldn’t recall the exact number, but we’d had sex enough for the lust magic to wear off on its own, so a tremendous amount of time must have passed.

“Ah, ah… Heueung….”

After cumming inside Liliana one last time, I checked the time.

8 AM.

I’d been engrossed in sex for about 8 hours. No wonder the lust magic wore off.

‘Haaah… Once I sleep, today’s over.’

I’d wasted the first day of the festival. A bit of a shame.

“Liliana. Liliana. Snap out of it.”

I gently tapped the cheeks of Liliana, who had climaxed with my last load and was now lying there with her eyes rolled back and her tongue sticking out.

“Heue… Eue….”

“Hmm….”

Her training is still lacking. She can’t even understand me after I’ve ‘trained’ her all night.

I channeled a bit of magic into my finger.

Placing my hand on Liliana’s stomach, I stimulated her womb just like I did with Alice.

“Haa, ak! Aaaaaaaang!”

Byureut byureut-!

Liliana, who had been lying spread-eagled with all the strength gone from her body, trembled violently, gushing fluids.

“Uh… Liliana?”

This seems a little dangerous.

Tuk. Tuk.

Thankfully, she reacted, so she doesn’t seem injured.

Was the stimulation too intense? Surely a succubus wouldn’t die from too much pleasure, right?

“Heuee…….”

“You’re alive! That’s a relief.”

Unfortunately, she doesn’t seem coherent enough for conversation.

What a weak succubus.

★ Heroine Status Screen

[Liliana]

• [Affection: 90] (+0.5)

• [Lust: 92]

• [Appetite: 45]

• [Fatigue: 35]

Current State: Heue… Gotta play… with Master… Festival… Sex… Good….

“….”

Ah, whatever. She’ll probably be fine.

Besides, who told her to jump me first? If she’d just clung to me willingly, I would’ve calculated her ‘week’s worth’ properly.

“Oh dear… this room is a total mess.”

Leaving Liliana lying there, I looked around.

I have no idea what she’s been doing all week. Did she revert to her wild days just because I wasn’t here?

Then again, it’s a familiar sight if I think back to when I first started living alone.

‘Clean.’

As I magically disposed of the trash scattered around the room, I noticed the computer screen was on.

A single Notepad file was open on the monitor.

“What’s this?”

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Festival Plan.

Day 1. Eat chicken skewers. Takoyaki together.

Day 2. Watch talent show together.

Day 3. Try drinking together.

.

.

.

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“Hmm….”

It was a list of things Liliana wanted to do during the week-long festival.

Thinking about Liliana writing this while I was gone made my chest ache for some reason.

“I can’t spend every day playing… “

Nothing’s set in stone, but I do have to meet the other heroines for a few days.

Still, I should give it my all tonight.

By the time I wake up, it’ll be night, so I’ll play with her then.

Tiring-

Just then, my smartwatch beeped.

Sender: Surin noona.

Contacting me on a Monday morning… what’s up?

-Surin noona: You must be very tired. I’ll handle things somehow, so don’t worry and rest.

“…?”

I checked the messages I hadn’t seen yesterday.

-Surin noona: Hoyeon-ah. Sorry to bother you right after you returned, but I’m contacting you about the festival opening tomorrow. Reply when you see this.

Ah… I just remembered now.

Clearly, the festival starts with an event organized by the student council to hype things up. And it was a 1-on-1 sparring match against the Vice President.

The current time is 8:48 AM.

And the festival opening was definitely at 9 AM.

“Ah… fuck.”

Think a little, Hoyeon. I messed up again, driven mad by lust.

I quickly got up and checked the mirror.

My face, etched with the tension and fatigue of the past week, had dark circles beneath my eyes, which were bloodshot from being forcibly awakened by the lust magic.

“I look like a total corpse.”

I don’t feel confident.

“I don’t feel confident about losing.”

I need to prepare for the sparring match.

There was no time to wash. I hastily cleaned myself using Clean magic.

My messy hair, dark circles, and bloodshot eyes remained, but I put on my cadet uniform.

“Master…?”

As I cleaned the room and got dressed, Liliana seemed to regain consciousness, looking at me with slightly dazed eyes.

“Go back to sleep. We’ll go get chicken skewers tonight.”

“Yes….”

Liliana collapsed with a thump.

Hearing her soft breathing, she seemed to have fallen asleep.

I wanted to lie down and sleep next to her, but there was no time.

“I gotta run like hell.”

I quickly sent a reply to the message.

-Me: Noona, I’m on my way.

Fortunately, I knew where the festival was starting.

The Academy’s Grand Auditorium.

I ran towards it.

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“President… still no word?”

“…For now, have the MC stall for time.”

“Yes. Understood.”

Victoria Academy’s festival.

The opening ceremony for the Celestial Festival.

Usually, the student council holds various events to build excitement.

This year’s event is a friendly sparring match between the rising rookie Lee Hoyeon and the student council Vice President.

Although a friendly match between a first-year and a third-year might seem predictable, the cadets were buzzing with anticipation for the match between Lee Hoyeon, whose stock has been rapidly rising lately, and Shin Dongmin, the Vice President and heir to the Shinyoung Guild.

However, the main character, Lee Hoyeon, hadn’t responded even ten minutes before going on stage.

“Running away with his tail between his legs just when it’s time.”

Shin Dongmin sat in his chair, legs crossed.

Because Lee Hoyeon hadn’t arrived, they couldn’t even rehearse. The event was practically canceled already.

“The special exam was a week-long survival mission, and having a sparring match the very next day makes no sense from the start….”

The female student secretary, who had prepared the event, bowed her head in disappointment.

“What good does it do saying that now? I never imagined the special exam would be a survival mission either.”

The Vice President said with a smile, but Moon Surin scoffed inwardly.

‘Lies.’

By the time Moon Surin realized the festival opening was immediately after the special exam ended, the procedures were already finalized.

It was thanks to the Vice President pulling strings.

Leveraging the growing influence of the Shinyoung Guild, the Vice President was steadily expanding his power within the academy.

He’s still no match for Moon Surin, but… even the student council president or the chairman’s granddaughter couldn’t reverse procedures that were already finalized.

I considered going to Chairman Moon Jae-cheol to ask for a favor. But knowing his rigid personality, there was no way he’d agree.

“We need to fix this quickly…. President….”

“…I’m sorry. I was stubborn.”

Moon Surin knew it too.

We should have canceled the event and prepared something else the moment Lee Hoyeon didn’t respond.

This was pointless stubbornness.

It was Moon Surin’s fault for trusting Hoyeon too much, despite anticipating his poor condition after the survival exam.

‘Did I rely on Hoyeon too much?’

Maybe I’ve been working too much and my head’s gone weird.

Tiring-

Just then, Moon Surin’s smartwatch beeped.

Upon checking the message shortly after, a smile bloomed on Moon Surin’s lips.

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“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m really late, aren’t I?”

I covered a distance that should have taken tens of minutes in just five, using acceleration.

As a result, my appearance was a wreck.

“…Junior. We can still cancel it.”

“Don’t worry. I can do it.”

Moon Surin looked visibly worried, fidgeting.

“Are you really okay?! I don’t think I can spar like this?”

“It’s fine. I can do it.”

My head hurt a little, but I could manage.

“U-um. We have to start now… are you really okay?”

“Yes, yes. I’m fine.”

I walked onto the stage amidst the student council members’ worried glances.

On the opposite side, Shin Dongmin, the student council Vice President, was making his entrance.

[Victoria Academy’s Festival! A week of dazzling fireworks! The opening event of the Celestial Festival finally begins! Get ready for the much-anticipated friendly sparring match between Cadet Lee Hoyeon and Cadet Shin Dongmin!]

Since it was a friendly match, not a 1-on-1 duel like an exam, the MC could speak directly to us inside the arena.

The Grand Auditorium was packed with cadets.

Most of the second and third-year cadets were present, and even among the first-years, most had found seats, except for those who survived until the very end [of the exam].

The MC was hyping up the crowd while introducing us.

They’ll probably ask us questions after this.

“I admit it.”

“?”

As I waited for the MC’s questions, Shin Dongmin, who had been staring at me, suddenly spoke.

“Lee Hoyeon. You’re incredibly strong for a first-year. Comparable to me, or even stronger.”

“…?”

“But I’ll show you the difference experience and skill make.”

Shin Dongmin chuckled, ‘Hmph,’ and looked at me.

“What the hell is this guy talking about all of a sudden.”