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Chapter 10 – Class Assignment Test

“I’m done! I can’t do any more! I’m going to die!”

“Oh ho! Your voice is full of energy! Five more!”

“Aaaargh!”

One hour later, I was currently doing push-ups with Sara on my back.

Originally, we were going to do it in a room with a gravity field, but since it was currently under maintenance, we had no choice but to do it this way.

Honestly, at first, I secretly became conscious of her as I felt the bouncy sensation of Sara’s butt, but now I don’t care at all.

Sara’s training was real.

It truly pushed a person’s stamina to its limits, pursuing maximum efficiency in the shortest time.

She would give a break just barely before I completely ran out of breath, so from my perspective, it felt like I was rolling around without resting for even a second.

My whole body had long been soaked in sweat.

The students who initially looked at us with bewilderment were now predominantly looking at us with expressions that seemed to ask, ‘Just how terrifying is that professor to make that famous delinquent unable to move?’

Thanks to this, I probably wouldn’t be suspected by the Transmigrators, but I’d die before that happens.

“Huuuff… huuuff!”

I breathed roughly, repeatedly bending and extending my arms, which were screaming with creaking sounds.

It was then.

A man in his early thirties, who had been observing people from afar, approached us.

“Sara-ssi. You were here.”

“Ah! Verdan-ssi? What brings you here?”

Seeing the man called Verdan, Sara was startled and got off my back.

The way she shyly brushed her hair back made me guess their relationship.

‘Are they already flirting?’

The man’s name was Verdan Roosevelt.

He was from a fallen noble family and a professor at the same academy as Sara. With his dandy and handsome appearance, he was quite popular among female users.

They were a couple in the game too.

Unfortunately, Verdan Roosevelt died midway through the story.

“Haha… it’s nothing much. I just had a question regarding the class assignment test. But it seems I’ve interrupted you.”

“No! It’s fine. We were just about to finish anyway. Right?”

As I silently complied with the implicit pressure to just shut up and nod, Sara smiled brightly.

“See? Let’s go now!”

“That’s a relief. Shall we go to the cafe then? I’ll buy you a drink.”

“Oh my, really? I’d love to!”

The two of them, in a harmonious atmosphere, left the training room, leaving me behind.

As a bonus, she left a few words before leaving.

-Don’t slack off just because I’m not here. Train hard. I’ll come check on you whenever I have time.

A voice that resonated directly in my mind. It was a skill called Telepathy, which could only be learned after level 100.

I answered internally, then weakly started to lie down on the floor… but then put strength into my arms.

‘Just five more.’

My body was already exhausted, but growth only happens when you overcome your limits.

I started moving my body again.

*

Three days passed in an instant.

On the day of the class assignment test, having filled my stomach well, I immediately moved to the grand auditorium.

Heading to my usual spot, I saw the kids from temporary Class 3 who were already there, waiting.

“Abel. We’re definitely teaming up, okay?”

“Yeah. But will it be possible? They said it’s really big.”

“If you have the will, you can do it! Right? Pernia.”

“That’s right, meow! We can meet, meow!”

Abel and Uni had made plans for the class assignment test, and Pernia was still meowing.

After hearing the story about the Saintess last time, her expression had completely stiffened, and she became silent. It seemed she had ultimately decided to just keep going with the protagonist’s group.

She probably didn’t realize there were multiple Transmigrators besides herself.

‘I don’t mind, though.’

Even if I don’t know the total number of Transmigrators, being able to identify one is a huge advantage.

Moreover, if I keep an eye on Pernia, I might be able to discover other Transmigrators targeting her.

Though I don’t rate the chances very high.

While I was thinking this and that, people gathered one by one, and it was time.

A woman ascended the platform.

Her unique, deep purple hair and blue eyes, sunken deeper than the abyss, were striking. A tear mole created a mature atmosphere, and a thin magic robe, paired with a veil, enveloped her body seamlessly, emphasizing her elegant physical curves.

All the male students uniformly swallowed hard and couldn’t take their eyes off her.

[Hello everyone. My dears? I’m Roxana Sprause, the Grey Tower Master. Some of you might know me, and some might not. First, the class assignment test will be conducted in a virtual space through illusion magic. The magic will activate in 10 minutes, so please don’t be too surprised if your surroundings suddenly change. That’s all for the explanation!]

The explanation was so concise it was almost anticlimactic.

Roxana, who had been smiling, suddenly fixed her gaze on one spot.

There was a female student with ash-gray hair, giving off a decadent aura with smoky makeup. She flinched when her eyes met Roxana’s.

[Our Deborah was there, huh? Your master will cheer you on, so do well, okay? Fighting!]

Students’ gazes turned to Deborah as Roxana openly showed favoritism.

She closed her eyes tightly.

[Ahaha! Are you shy? Well then, it’s not good if an old lady talks too long, so I’ll disappear now. Bye everyone!]

As Roxana, who had burst into clear laughter while looking at her disciple, descended from the platform, sighs were heard from the male students.

Unlike her calling herself an “old lady,” her appearance was in no way inferior to that of any woman in her twenties.

Rather, her mature and decadent charm held an irreplaceable uniqueness.

‘It’s starting now.’

*

Ruan Friuli

Level – 27 (+2)

Strength: 28 (+2)

Stamina: 22 (+4)

Durability: 26 (+1)

Senses: 20 (+1)

Magic Power: 22 (+1)

*

Considering it was only two days, I had grown unbelievably much. Of course, even so, I still didn’t meet the average level of a freshman, but it was more than enough to achieve my goal.

Soon, the class assignment test began.

[Magic activation!]

With the Grey Tower Master Roxana’s shout, the world rapidly changed.

Like paint flowing down, the space melted away, then turned pure white before gradually regaining its colors and reconstructing itself.

When all those changes ceased, I found myself standing in the middle of a forest.

“Amazing.”

It was unbelievable that all of this was merely an illusion caused by magic.

But my admiration was brief.

Quickly regaining my composure, I recalled my previously conceived plan and looked around.

“Here… thankfully, it’s not too far.”

Having pinpointed my current location, I immediately set my direction and proceeded through the forest.

My destination was Harpy Cliff.

Harpies are female-type monsters whose arms are made of bird wings. Since they are only female individuals, they have the characteristic of capturing males of other species to reproduce.

In other words, if caught by a Harpy, you would be sexually exploited until death or elimination from the test.

‘What a truly bad taste.’

The one who designed this space is highly likely Roxana Sprause, the Grey Tower Master.

I don’t know what she was thinking when she created such a mechanism, but it’s not bad for me.

I heard that due to privacy concerns, there’s no surveillance system installed at Harpy Cliff, so I don’t have to worry about being seen by others.

This means I can just quietly get caught, endure for a bit, and then get out.

Before long, I faced the cliff.

Screeeech—

From somewhere on the high cliff, a Harpy’s cry echoed.

I looked around the cliff and chose a spot.

“That spot looks good.”

It was a location that looked very difficult to climb but easy to descend, and it was far from other Harpy nests, allowing me to avoid disturbance.

I moved stealthily and stood boldly on the sheer cliff, unzipping my pants.

I took out my majestic penis and unleashed a stream of urine.

A steady stream—

This might seem like a random act, but I was simply luring a Harpy. These monsters, perpetually in heat, wouldn’t be able to resist the smell of urine.

As if to prove my prediction, a single Harpy darted out from the nest I had marked.

Screeech!

A voice filled with excitement.

Perhaps worried that other Harpies might interfere, it flusteredly flew towards me without any leisure.

I stood boldly in front of it, spreading my arms wide as if recreating the famous scene from Titanic.

“Come.”

Screeech!

Whether it understood my words or not, it shrieked loudly and thrust its talons at me. Its speed was truly like a flash of lightning. In the blink of an eye, I was seized by the talons on my shoulder and flew into the sky.

The ground rapidly receded.

The Harpy delicately adjusted its grip strength so as not to damage the breeding tool it had finally obtained.

Just then, as I looked around.

Splish!

A sticky liquid splattered against my cheek.

When I lifted my head, I saw vaginal fluid flowing profusely from the Harpy’s light pink vagina. It was smooth without a single downy hair, looking unused.

“So, it was a young one.”

Perhaps it was its first heat cycle.

While I was evaluating the Harpy’s vagina, we arrived at the nest.

The moment my feet touched the nest, the Harpy immediately revealed its true colors.

Shriek!

It spread its wings wide, blocking my escape route, and pressed forward with sharp talons.

I stepped back.

“Hey, friend. Calm down. Act like a gentleman… no, like a graceful lady.”

Shriek!

Monsters are creatures driven by instinct.

No matter what I said, the Harpy didn’t listen at all and was solely focused on one thing.

Its previous shriek seemed to scream, ‘Shut up and take out your penis!’

‘I’m going to thrust it in anyway, even if you don’t like it.’

The Harpy’s level was 60.

Its level wasn’t very high, but its characteristic of flying in the sky itself made it tricky.

Because of this, I continuously drew the Harpy deeper into the nest. My feet stopped only after the ceiling height had dropped to less than 3 meters.

“This is good.”

With this, preparation is complete.

Shriek!

However, apart from that, it seemed the Harpy found my constant retreating frustrating.

It let out a fierce roar and then rushed forward indiscriminately with its talons raised. Its intention was to subdue me and forcibly copulate.

It was incredibly arrogant.

“It’s not you who’s raping; it’s me.”

[Using Rape Declaration.]

[Target’s Strength increases by 3 times, user’s Strength increases by 7 times.]

Power surged through me.

I rushed at the Harpy, who was bewildered by the sudden change in its body, and immediately twisted its ankle.

Snap!

The Harpy’s foot broke and dangled, due to my brutal strength of approximately 200.

Shriek!

Completely ignoring its cries of pain, I reached out and ripped off its wing. With a rip, fresh blood scattered.

After that, I twisted its other ankle, which it lunged out with, and then mounted the Harpy.

“Here’s the penis you’ve been waiting for. Taste it to your heart’s content.”

I gazed at the Harpy’s tear-soaked face and inserted my penis all the way to the root.

Squish!

The Harpy’s slippery vagina, in heat, accepted my penis very well. Despite the rough insertion, it squirmed and tightened around my shaft without caring.

“Ugh…”

The Harpy’s vagina was hotter than a human’s.

With pleasure that made my penis feel like it was melting, I let out a low moan.

‘This is a bit strange.’

Whether it was because it was an illusion or because it was a monster, I felt a bizarre lack of guilt.

Even as I watched the Harpy crying with its ankles twisted and wings torn off, only lust surged within me.

I put strength into my hips and repeated the insertions.

Squish! Thump!

As my penis moved back and forth against the vaginal walls, it became increasingly wet and smooth.

The Harpy felt pleasure even from this act, which showed no consideration whatsoever. Heat mixed into the Harpy’s sobbing sounds.

Screeee… Screee!

The Harpy was already moving in sync with my movements.

The problem was that, because of this, the rape level decreased.

“You lascivious creature.”

Enraged, I brutally grabbed the Harpy’s chest. The appropriately plump flesh seemed to burst apart under my grip.

However, the Harpy, in heat, felt pleasure even from such rough caresses that left red marks.

Its vagina became increasingly drenched, and the insertion speed grew faster. The Harpy crossed its legs and wrapped them around my waist as if urging me to ejaculate.

Screech! Squeak! Screeeech!

The Harpy’s face, panting and succumbed to pleasure, was truly lewd.

I put my hand on the Harpy’s slender neck.

“No matter how strong a monster’s breeding instinct is, it can’t overcome its survival instinct, can it?”

Crush!

As I squeezed my hand tightly, the Harpy’s face contorted in pain. The rape level, which had just barely exceeded the baseline, sharply spiked, and the Harpy’s vagina tightened.

I could somewhat understand those crazy people who engage in asphyxiation sex.

The sensation of ejaculation instantly reached its peak.

“Haaah… I’m coming.”

I shoved my penis deep into its womb and ejaculated, simultaneously breaking the Harpy’s neck.

Snap!

The struggling Harpy stuck its tongue out.

The vagina, which had been desperately clenching my penis, slowly lost its strength. I pulled my penis out of the loosened opening.

“Huuuff…”

Taking a long, deep breath, I watched the semen trickle from the Harpy’s vagina before standing up.

I adjusted my pants and surveyed the outside.

“Good. Nothing unusual.”

No Harpies seemed to have noticed the death of their kin. It seemed I just needed to endure until just before the test ended. I returned inside, satisfied.

Standing before the Harpy’s corpse, I scratched the back of my head.

“I should just leave this, right?”

It would be a big problem if I threw the corpse outside, trying to dispose of it, and something went wrong.

Having reached a conclusion, I shoved the Harpy’s corpse into a corner where it would be as out of sight as possible, then sat down in one spot.

Then I looked down at my wrist.

[6:23]

The magic bracelet, which had been distributed before the test began, showed the remaining time.

“I should leave in 6 hours.”

During the test, they might not pay attention to me because they’d be busy observing other students, but if I stayed in the Harpy’s nest until just before it ended, I might draw unnecessary attention.

Anyway, there’s no chance of meeting other students in this vast test area within 23 minutes, so I don’t need to worry.

I leaned my back against the wall with relief.