episode_0041

Miss Sammy and I returned to class smelling like milk and semen, but fortunately the next lesson was alchemy. The smoke rising from the brazier boiling, sautéing, and frying all kinds of ingredients was able to hide the smell to some extent.

Or, the fact that the Gremory class girls think of the smell of semen as just ‘the scent of chestnut blossoms’ may have helped. It makes no sense to not notice a smell this strong, but it is understandable that the reaction is so lukewarm if you do not know the identity of the smell itself.

That’s what semen looks like. It’s a unique body odor until you know what it is, but from the moment you realize what it is, it’s imprinted in your mind as the dirty and obscene smell of cum… … . I’m sure there are people who like that, like me and Finn.

But going to a restaurant like this would be a big problem. As soon as it was lunch time, I grabbed Sammy’s arm as she was casually trying to head to the restaurant.

“Miss Sammy… … ! To room 609!”

“Huh─? Are you not going to eat?”

“No… … Let’s wash first?”

Although it seemed like he didn’t understand the meaning of ‘let’s take a shower’, he succeeded in returning to room 609 with Sammy, who looked sullen and puffed out her cheeks because she was hungry.

As soon as we opened the adamantium door and entered, Miss Edrose welcomed us, melting into the bed as usual.

“… … .” And with a quite shocked expression. “The smell of chocolate comes from somewhere.”

“Ah, no, this is… … .”

“Who is the pervert now?”

“Ugh, ahhh… … !!” I immediately ran into the bathroom, grabbed Miss Sammy, blew ‘ha’ on her face, and then asked. “Miss Sammy, you smell… … ? Do I smell?!”

“Uhuhuhu, butt smell─.”

“No way… … !!”

Sammy, who smells like semen all day long, and me, who walks around with the smell of Sammy’s buttocks on my mouth… … Although I was secretly anticipating the same play, I felt that if things continued like this, it would be the end of me as a student at Miss Academy.

I washed my face until it bled, and I also washed off the semen on Sammy’s butt in the shower. I pray that the shame will be washed away along with the hair on my cheeks.

But that night, I ended up getting on Sammy’s bed and having an orgy for the three of us, with Miss Edrose hanging on to the cock sticking out of her crotch.

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“It’s more extreme than I thought, you too.” After hearing the whole story, Vergilia senior looked at me with a complicated expression. “… … But you’re not saying anything because you’re scared, right?”

“Oh, no… … . Even if I’m lying, you can make me confess everything with your hypnotic powers, right? Why would I lie?”

I walked with senior Virgilia through the academy’s courtyard, which was full of hydrangeas in full bloom. Mountain birds that came down on the warm wind overnight chirp among the grass blades. The red muffler that the senior always wore had also changed into a thin scarf.

“… … Do you think I’m the kind of dirty bitch who would hypnotize my sister and find out her true feelings?”

Although her tone was still rough, Virgilia seemed to have been hurt by the girl’s delicate heart. I could see his eyes crying and trembling.

“No, no! That’s not it… … . It just might happen.”

The conversation started with an ordinary greeting, ‘How are your roommates doing?’ Of course, I tried to hide what was happening in room 609, but when I thought about it, there was no reason to do so.

First of all, I have already exchanged all my strength with Virgilia-senior in front of his eyes several times, we have even seen each other naked, and we have even played dirty jokes.

Second, as mentioned above, there is no point in hiding it.

Third, and this is quite important, I have had no one to discuss my sexual problems with except Ms. Edrose.

Because of this, when I was overcome by sexual desire and tried to solve the problem by putting my head together with General Bigus Dickers, I was not always able to control my emotions well and ended up with one more sex friend.

As for the most recent incident, he tried to secretly satisfy his sexual desire with gym clothes, but ended up making the situation worse by tasting and enjoying Sammy, who followed him into the bathroom.

But who should I tell this to? … . The cadets said that a system called “Soror” was created for these difficult-to-speak concerns.

Vergilia-senpai didn’t care at all that I was a futanari, and was faithful to treating me as just a ‘little sister.’ There may be an institutionalized sense of duty, but we cannot ignore the fact that the senior’s heart is purely kind.

More than anything, I didn’t want to treat Virgil senior with lies. Even though it’s a little scary, she’s my ‘older sister’.

… … So, the head of admission caught my dick on the first day I moved into the dorm, masturbated wildly against Finn and ended up exchanging semen in a kiss, being seduced by Miss Edrose, Miss Katari, Miss Sammy, and even Uma Pyo… … .

When I explained everything with a bit of embellishment, Virgil took a moment to accept the reality, but he immediately understood me. Futanari are such an odd race.

“Innate conditions cause misunderstanding and fear in those around us, and sometimes physiological factors cause unwanted results. In a way, it’s like living your whole life being swayed by your dick… … .”

I’m a bit surprised to learn that there are other futanaris besides me. However, he adds that it is very surprising that futanari are humans, not an alien race that can only be seen in books but actually exist.

“And that goes for us too. When it comes to InContinentia demons, there are a lot of people who are reluctant… … . So at least you should trust me.”

It deserves to be misunderstood. Last time, I felt a direct hit of “12 times”, and my senior’s aphrodisiac ability was so powerful that it was difficult to understand why he could not overwhelm the Marina royal family.

It is necessary to consider whether the expression hypnosis is correct, or whether other expressions such as ‘suggestion’ or ‘mental control’ are correct, but simply looking into the eyes can reset the mind and increase or block the senses at will, even when it comes to harming someone. It would be a sufficiently threatening technology.

It was said that humans would not be able to withstand “13 times” and their brains would burn and they would die. If the feel of wool against your fingertips can be felt thousands of times better, then there is no other ability more suited to torture.

“… … Even if our minds are racing, if we overcome dominance with muscle power and throw punches in the face, we have no choice but to lose. Among the distant relatives in the family, there were some stupid people who rebelled against the royal family. Everyone died like that.”

In other words, the Marina Demon King’s clan’s fighting skills are at Kim Doo-han’s level.

“I’m glad that my family isn’t that special, but… … . Well, they are all the same, full of opportunists seeking power.”

Senior Virgil stopped and looked down at a single bunch of red hydrangeas blooming alone.

“I wonder if they are the only ones who live like that, arbitrarily expecting me, being disappointed in me, being overprotective, and pointing fingers at me for not being able to walk on my own… … It’s full of nuisance.”

“… … I heard that Vere’s family was extremely retarded. Weren’t you happy?”

“Happiness… … ? You’re funny. I would have lived a happier life if I had been put in a basket and floated down the river when I was a baby.”

Virgilia-senior had outstanding talent among his clan, but his relationship with his family seemed to have become strained as he endured an upbringing that bordered on abuse.

The ability to control the ‘time’, ‘number’, and ‘intensity’ of sensations… … . Considering that ordinary members of the Incontinentia family can usually only handle two or at least one of them, this is one more square.

Because of this, the godmother of the clan, whom the senior called ‘Grandma’, placed great expectations on the senior, but was unable to reach the ‘four square’ area that the godmother wanted.

Thanks to this, the senior was bullied as a ‘failure’ and ‘a terrible youngest who disappointed her’ compared to other ordinary sisters. It’s not strange to hate the adults in your family.

However, on the other hand, she also had a desire to grow up to be a ‘good daughter’ and to overwhelm the elders in the family and regain control.

“Are you worried about your dick standing up all the time? It’s easy to make your sexual desire boil, but it’s difficult to get rid of it. Since it goes against nature, it is like moving water from a low place to a high place.”

“That’s right… … .” I was wondering if there might be a way to solve the problem using Mr. Ber’s special hypnosis, but it seems that that path is far from possible.

“… … Don’t be discouraged. Coincidentally, I am also researching something related to that. But it’s not something I can show you yet. If I make the wrong suggestion and my mind is broken, it’s all my fault.”

By ‘research’, I mean that Vergilia-senior is still working hard to make the powerful ability in his eyes even sharper.

“Until then, be patient. Counsel and seek help from people around you other than yourself. Honestly, I don’t have many friends, so I can’t give you any advice… … If I were to give one piece of advice, it would be, ‘You can trust people who only act for fun.’”

“… … ‘Just for fun’?”

“Yes. This is not a story my grandmother told me… … .”

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“Berry, amplifying ‘sexual desire’ is our technology—did you hear from your godmother?”

“Yes… … But I’m not sure. No matter what you do, it doesn’t go much higher than “3 times”… … .”

“’Sexual desire’ is an instinct of all living things. It’s like a desire to sleep or an appetite. Since this instinctive desire subsides the moment it is satisfied, there is a limit to how much it can be inflated.”

“… … What should I do then?”

“ Rather than ‘instinct,’ think of it as causing a different sense of sexual desire. For example, something like ‘fun’. Any animal would have sex to make children. However, having sex for fun just because you want to feel good is probably the most human desire.”

“… … .”

“Even if I’m hungry because I’ve been starving all day, I feel full after eating one meal. The same goes for sex, the amount your instincts require is limited. But you can ask for infinitely more than that, purely for fun and pleasure. That is the weak point of ‘sexual desire’ that our clan targets.”

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“People who move for understanding or profit will eventually turn around when they achieve their goal. But if you pursue fun, you can go all the way together. If you’re going to confide in him, find that guy and confide in him. Even though I say that, I move for purpose rather than fun… … .”

Senior Virgil looked straight into my eyes and spoke slowly. Wouldn’t someone like that go around talking about my dick? No, if they are happy about it being a ‘secret operation’, they might keep it a secret until the end… … .

Meanwhile, one person comes to mind.

“Honestly, I know it would be difficult to reveal it freely. but… … Trying to hide it forever would be the worst choice. Because if you try to hide something, the only thing left is to get caught. You’re smart, so you’ll understand soon.”

I tried to hold back laughter while looking at my senior’s serious eyes, and finally let out a light breeze between my lips.

“… … Woohuhu.”

“What, why are you smiling?”

“You were called ‘Berry’ when you were young.”

“… … Shut up!” Vergilia’s fingers stretched my cheek horizontally.

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Is it ‘confiding’? If you think about it, even after revealing to Finn that she was a futanari, the fallout wasn’t that big. Rather, he was happy that he was sharing a secret with me, and even cooperated with all his might in hiding his dick.

If you think about it that way, it seems like Vergilia-senior’s advice is correct… … .

But Finn’s weakness, aside from being a bit obsessed with me, is that he’s very resourceful. Because I wasn’t mature enough to give sexual advice, I couldn’t ask for advice.

When Miss Edrose is not available and it is difficult to go to the bathroom, you can relieve your sexual desire by kissing Finn and Semen as soon as possible, but that is all.

What is the length and condition of my dick when it is erect, what is the skirt I am wearing now, how should I hide it and how should I lower it… … There is no one I can talk to openly.

In a place where there aren’t any futanaris like me in the first place, it’s not even clear whether it’s possible to find someone like that.

“Whew… … .” I scooped up the anchovy salad with a spoon and shoved it into my mouth. The savory taste flowed through the top of my head. At that time, when I was looking at the blurry plate with droopy eyes in worry… … .

I felt a tap on my shoulder from next to me. That hand gesture that is soft and bouncy and has a blunt and fluffy end.

Miss Ratsby. “Penny, what’s wrong─?” A friend who is always driven by fun and has good sensitivity, was talking to me.