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    “Alright, say it after me. I will never look down on Soyul-nim again. I will absolutely obey my benevolent wife.” “…” “Hmph, hurry up and say it!”

    Morning dawned. And Cheon Soyul was currently sticking right by my side, poking my cheek. The way she poked me here and there was quite annoying, but… as I was now, I didn’t even have the strength to push her away and tell her to stop.

    This was because Cheon Soyul’s obsession, which began on Wednesday morning, had continued all the way until the weekend. On Thursday and Friday nights, she rang my doorbell as if we had a standing appointment, and on the weekend, she just settled down on my bed as if it were her own home. And what happens when fully grown adult men and women spend time together under one roof?

    ‘What can I do? It was inevitable.’ Naturally, whenever our eyes met, we would get intimate without rhyme or reason, and it didn’t matter if it was day or night. It was a weekend with nothing to do, after all.

    The problem arose around Sunday afternoon. Though she denied it, Cheon Soyul, who probably forcibly suppressed my sleep because she was jealous of Baek Ayun, couldn’t originally win against me.

    I wasn’t talking about magical abilities, of course. It was just that Cheon Soyul’s stamina wasn’t very good… so usually, when we were intimate, it was generally her who tapped out, saying she couldn’t go on.

    At least, that’s how it had always been so far. The key point here is that my undefeated streak was broken as of yesterday. I covered my eyes with the back of my hand and let out a deep sigh. Yes. I admit it. The day before, I lost. To none other than Cheon Soyul. To truly no one else, to Cheon Soyul, who is so pathetic she’d burst into tears if you just poked her!

    ‘…This is really damn humiliating.’

    “Hey, are you crying? Are you crying?”

    I tried my best to ignore Cheon Soyul, who was constantly teasing me from beside me. But my clenched fists were trembling uncontrollably, which I couldn’t help. Indeed, if you were drained for four straight days, it was obvious that even most melee-oriented people wouldn’t be able to endure it. What’s more, I’m nominally a magic type, aren’t I?

    On the other hand, Cheon Soyul, though she would pant and be utterly exhausted every time we did it, would quickly become energetic again after resting for about two or three hours. It was as if she came at me despite her legs visibly trembling.

    At first, I didn’t refuse her when she came at me, thinking it was just ‘good to go with the flow.’ So I would make Cheon Soyul’s stamina gauge drop to 0%, do my own thing for a while, then she’d quickly come at me again, I’d make her stamina gauge go into the negative, and then I’d do my own thing again…

    -Oh. Before I knew it, I realized that my own stamina had reached its limit. The turning point was when I unconsciously flinched and avoided Cheon Soyul, who was clinging to me and asking for more. The fatigue that had naturally accumulated from Wednesday to Thursday, and Friday night into the early morning, while also attending the academy, finally burst on the weekend. How many boxes of condoms were used in the process, and how many times did we just have unprotected intercourse without a care in the world? Naturally, it would have been strange not to be exhausted.

    It was a reasonable exhaustion, you see.

    “Hyunjin-ah, Hyunjin-ah.” “…” “Hyunjin? You look really tired, do you want to sleep a bit more? Hmm, come here. Let’s sleep. I’ll hug you.”

    …But Cheon Soyul, puffed up just because she got me to surrender once. What is this girl, really? Unbearable rage swelled within me. Doesn’t she remember begging me to go easy on her until now? Is winning just once after losing 99 times really that great? How can she be so smug?

    ‘…If only I had gotten proper sleep.’

    I ground my teeth and glared at Cheon Soyul. She smiled brightly as she took my arm and hugged it to her chest. I truly hated myself for being swayed once again by just this soft touch of bare skin…

    “…Let’s get up soon. We have to get ready for school.”

    I had no choice but to opt for a strategic retreat. I gently pushed away Cheon Soyul’s hand and got up. The plan to somehow make this insolent girl cry would have to be postponed for a few days. I resolutely headed to the bathroom, implying that today was truly over, and even though I couldn’t see her, Cheon Soyul, who probably made a sulking face, soon came trotting after me. Just as I was about to close the bathroom door, she grabbed it with a thud and followed me inside. Then, looking at my dumbfounded expression, she said:

    “We don’t have time, so let’s shower together.” I let out a powerless sigh.

    “Get out.” “What’s wrong? Lee Hyunjin, are you really sulking? Come on, just because I teased you a little?” “Just go away…! Stop sticking to me!” “I know you like it deep down.”

    Cheon Soyul, who completely ignored my words, turned on the shower, and in the end, I couldn’t suppress my pent-up rage any longer. “…Hey.”

    Frowning, I let out a low growl, approached Cheon Soyul from behind, and hugged her tightly, enough to be a slight squeeze. Cheon Soyul gasped, swallowing air.

    “…What is it?”

    Soon, she turned to look at me, a subtle smile playing on her lips, mixed with half expectation and half fear. Her eyes sparkled meaningfully, and the corners of her lips twitched as if in delight. It was a gaze that seemed to look down on me, as if asking, ‘Can you handle this?’ I responded by briefly raising an eyebrow. Cheon Soyul silently curved her eyes into a sly smile, raising the corners of her lips. She subtly pulled my hand down to her chest, guiding it to touch her sensitive parts, and then cleared her throat.

    “Ahem…”

    Then, moving her other hand towards my lower body, she mumbled something.

    “…Just one more time…”

    It wasn’t meant for me to hear, as if she were just talking to herself.

    “We still have a little time, so maybe just one more time, and then we’ll go to school…” “…”

    Facing my sharp gaze from the side, Cheon Soyul trembled slightly as if feeling a pleasant shiver. Soon, she tilted her head back slightly. Thump, the back of her head, tilted as if she were half-lying down, lightly tapped my chest…

    Whoosh- As the warm water poured down from the shower, we briefly grappled, a bit rough and also a bit suggestive. It was a close-quarters battle where the sole objective seemed to be to utterly exhaust each other.

    *****

    “Cheon Soyul, and Lee Hyunjin.” “…” “You two are the only ones from Class A. The only ones brazen enough to be late on this extremely sacred day of midterm evaluations.”

    Kim Kyunghun Teacher-nim, simultaneously a Special A-class Awakener and the homeroom teacher of 2nd year Class A, stood before Cheon Soyul and me, looking down with a haughty gaze. Cheon Soyul and I could only whimper, feeling like puppies before a fierce tiger.

    As the unrivaled top student and second-place student among the second-years, one might think we had nothing to fear, but this man was an exception. A legend in the industry who, during his active days, was said to have cut down all sorts of monsters and villains with a single axe. Before Kim Kyunghun Teacher-nim, who, despite not reaching S-rank due to failing to meet a few conditions, was known to possess skills virtually on par with those superhumans, we couldn’t even stand a chance. Even more so if we were caught having done something wrong.

    In this case, the ‘wrongdoing’ was being late. On the day of the first semester’s midterm evaluation, Cheon Soyul and I ended up being late because we were doing something too embarrassing to mention… It was only about 5 minutes, but even so, it was a truly bold act.

    Cheon Soyul and I, without needing to say who was first, both bowed our heads deeply at the same time. “We apologize.” “We are ashamed…”

    Kim Kyunghun Teacher-nim spoke, a twisted sneer on his lips. “If you were 5 minutes later, you would have certainly gotten the lowest score. You’re lucky. At least you won’t be slipping from your top and second place positions.”

    Luckily, the bus hadn’t departed yet, which seemed to work in our favor. Kim Kyunghun Teacher-nim motioned with his chin. “Go in and take your seats. We’re going to Gyeryongsan soon.” “Yes, yes. We apologize…”

    Realizing that she could have slipped from the top rank without even taking the midterm evaluation, did it suddenly send a chill down Cheon Soyul’s spine? Cheon Soyul, who had turned pale, constantly nodded her head as she grabbed my sleeve and fled to the bus. Her constantly muttering ‘Beastly bastard…!’ and thumping my back was a bonus.

    I decided not to ask why she was blaming me after we had enjoyed it together. I’d probably get hit more. …Well, for now, it was also my fault for grabbing Cheon Soyul when she said we should finish one round and leave, and forcibly starting a second stage. But what can I do if her wet, light brown hair looked especially sexy today? I awkwardly scratched the back of my head and boarded the bus.

    Anyway. The bus was already full of students. Judging by the scattered empty seats, it seemed we weren’t the only ‘courageous’ latecomers, but… Still, it was hard to find a seat with two empty spots side by side. It was a situation where we had no choice but to sit separately.

    I lightly ribbed Cheon Soyul. “You must be disappointed we can’t sit together.” A high-pitched squeal escaped her.

    Because it was a confined space, I whispered softly into her ear, and she nearly died from pleasure. Cheon Soyul’s seductive moan, neither too soft nor too loud, echoed, and the gazes of a few nearby students briefly focused before dispersing. Soon, Cheon Soyul slapped a hand over her mouth and glared at me as if to kill me. I shrugged nonchalantly, then quickly fled to find a seat.

    I casually plonked myself down in the most noticeable empty seat. “It’s been a long time.”

    Suddenly, someone greeted me. It was a female student’s voice from beside me. I reflexively furrowed my brow at the refreshing jasmine scent that I somehow felt. This was because I had a feeling I knew the owner of the voice.

    I turned my head towards the seat beside me, and there, as expected, sat a woman with long, dark blue hair cascading down. Amethyst eyes, reading a Japanese book, rustled through the pages. The owner of those captivating eyes, which made my heart rate rise regardless of my will just by looking at them, was the only one of her kind in Cheongsong Academy. Regaining my reason, which was about to crumble, by using mana, I called out her name.

    “Kanzaki.” “Yes, Lee Hyunjin-kun.” Just then, she closed her book and turned to look at me, and without needing to say who was first, we both slightly frowned with an unpleasant expression.

    You hate me a lot? Don’t worry. I’m not particularly fond of you either. I pointed at the book she was reading with a glance and blurted out.

    “Looks like you were reading.” “Yes, that’s right.” “Keep reading. Let’s not make small talk and just stay quiet.” “Hehe, you don’t need to tell me; I was thinking the same thing.”

    Crackle! Although neither Kanzaki Rie nor I used any Heavenly Thunder, fierce sparks flew up at the midpoint where our gazes met. And as usual, we were about to turn our heads away and spend the time in silence when…

    “…Hmm?” Suddenly, Kanzaki wiggled her eyebrows and tilted her head to the side. Her slightly narrowed eyes, as if puzzled, were naturally directed at me.

    I reluctantly twisted my expression. “Why, what?” “…” I asked for her intention or purpose, but no answer came back. Kanzaki simply continued to stare at me with calm eyes. An inexplicably awkward feeling. I grew tired first, and it was the moment I was about to look away, as if to say, ‘Go ahead and glare all you want.’

    Rustle… A faint rustling sound quietly echoed, as if something thin was brushing past fabric. I instinctively flinched.

    “Huh?” I snapped my head around to look at Kanzaki, and then I was so dumbfounded I let out a gasp. A cute devil’s tail, gently swaying, had emerged from beneath her skirt.

    “Hey, you…” Why had she brought out something she usually gnashed her teeth to hide? My curiosity was one thing, but her unusually troubled expression bothered me, and just as I was about to carefully call out to Kanzaki.

    With a swish, Kanzaki’s tail moved and began to bind my wrist like handcuffs. “?” What is this? Though I wore a dumbfounded expression and a question mark floated in my mind, Kanzaki seemed to have no intention of immediately resolving my confusion and simply tilted her body towards me.

    Pressing her body close to mine, she grabbed my wrist with a somewhat careful expression. I crumpled my face into a frown.

    “Hey, what the─.” This was because I had never once had a good experience from our bodies touching. Just as I was about to pull my body away, Kanzaki acted impulsively.

    “…Inhale, exhale…”

    She lifted my arm, bound by her tail, to a right angle, then buried her head in my side and armpit and took a deep breath. In other words, Kanzaki Rie inhaled my scent, very deeply.

    “…?…??”

    I had forgotten even the thought of expressing shock or doubt, and simply wore a blank expression. What on earth had just happened? My brain couldn’t literally comprehend the recent event.

    Kanzaki, for her part, wore a serious expression, then glanced up at me. She tilted her head left and right, as if she had seen the most wondrous animal in the world.

    ‘No, what is this?’

    And just as I, belatedly regaining my senses, was about to open my mouth to protest her recent action, she spoke. Cheongsong Academy’s Yamato Nadeshiko spoke to me.

    “You lost your virginity, didn’t you?”

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