I Teleported Into the Academy of a S*xy Game

Chapter 129: Friendly Match R18

Friendly Match R18

“Haa… Master… Aah… Hah….”

I hugged Liliana tight and grinded my hips like a wild animal. Her body was pinned to the bed by my mana, and she let out a series of moans and gasps.

“Ah… Ah… Yes… Ah….”

The sensation of her wet pussy beneath me was too good to resist, and I couldn’t help but cum again. Rather than being forced into, there’s just something about being in control that feels so good.

“Hah, Master… Stop… I’m sorry…”

“What’s there to be sorry for? I enjoyed it too.”

Her pussy was tightening around my penis, it was electric. Even though she begged me to stop, her legs locked around my hips, inviting me to go further.

“Ah, master… It’s… I can’t… Hmp! Sto—”

I slammed my lips against hers and kept pumping. The world outside, visible through the window, was still shrouded in darkness.

“Liliana, the night’s still young, don’t you think?” I smirked as I held her tight, unable to move. Instead of responding, she tightened her pussy around my cock like a vice and moaned loudly.

***

I don’t remember how many times I climaxed. Neither of us had the strength to moan anymore.

“Ah… Ha… Ha…” Liliana repeated short sighs while wriggling beneath me.

How many hours has it been?

The arousal spell had already been lifted. I couldn’t recall the exact number, but we must have had sex for an incredibly long time, given that the spell was supposed to release on its own after a few rounds.

“Coming…!” After that last climax inside her, I checked the time.

8 a.m.

I had roughly indulged in sex for about 8 hours. The spell must have worn off by now.

Ah… Once I sleep and wake up, today will be over.

I ruined the first day of the festival. It’s a bit disappointing.

“Liliana, Liliana, snap out of it.” I lightly tapped her cheek with my finger while she was still in a dazed state with her eyes rolled back and tongue out.

“Hee… Eh….”

“Hmm….”

Seems like the results of the training are still insufficient, even after a night of education. I raised a bit of mana in my fingers. I stimulated her uterus just like I did with Alice, placing my hand on her belly.

“Ha, Aak! Aaaaaah!”

Liliana’s lower body, which had lost all its strength, trembled as she sprayed juices everywhere.

“Uh… Liliana?”

This seems a bit risky.

Fortunately, she showed some reaction in her body, so it seems like she’s not hurt. Maybe the stimulation was too strong, but surely, a succubus wouldn’t die from it.

“Haaa…”

“You’re alive! Thank goodness.”

But unfortunately, she doesn’t seem to be in a state for conversation. Like a fragile succubus.

★ Heroine Status Window

[Liliana]

[Affection: 90] (+0.5)

[Lust: 92]

[Appetite: 45]

[Fatigue: 35]

Current Status: Hehe… Gotta hang out… With my master… Festival… Sex… Good….

“…”

Ah, I don’t know. It’ll be fine. I mean, who attacked first? She just had to come to me like that, so I just bestowed upon her a week’s worth of sex in one go.

“Good grief… The room is a complete mess.” Leaving Liliana in her languid state, I surveyed the surroundings.

I couldn’t fathom what she occupied herself with for an entire week. Did she revert to being a sloth without me around? Well, thinking back, it does seem like a familiar sight when I first started living alone.

Cleanse.

As I was magically dealing with the scattered trash in the room, I noticed an open notepad on the computer screen.

“What’s this?”

———-

Festival Plan.

First Day: Eat chicken skewers and takoyaki together.

Second Day: Watch the talent show together.

Third Day: Drink together.

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.

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———-

“Uh….”

There was a list Liliana had jotted down, outlining the things she wished to experience throughout the festival week. The thought of her doing this while I was away for a week somehow tugged at my heart.

“But I can’t play with her every day…”

Although there’s no set schedule, I need to meet with the heroines for a few days. Still, I should cheer her up and play tonight. Since it’ll be night when I wake up, I’ll play with her at night.

Ping!

At that moment, my smartwatch vibrated. The sender was Soorin Noona.

On a Monday morning… What could it be?

[Soorin Noona: You must be tired. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it, so get some rest.]

“…?”

I checked the messages I hadn’t seen yesterday.

[Soorin Noona: Hoyeon, I’m sorry to contact you right after your return, but it’s about the festival opening tomorrow. Please reply once you check.]

Ah… It just came back to me now. Certainly, to set the mood for the festival, the student council organizes an event at the beginning. And that was a one-on-one match with the vice president.

The current time is 8:48 a.m. And the festival’s opening was undoubtedly at 9 a.m.

“Oh, shit!”

Think a little, Hoyeon! You messed up again because of your lust.

I quickly got up and checked the mirror. Dark circles had formed on my face due to the week-long tension and fatigue. And as a result of forcibly awakening my body with the arousal spell, my eyes were bloodshot.

“I look like a corpse.”

I’m not confident.

“I have no confidence.”

I need to prepare for the match.

There was no time to shower. I used the Cleanse spell to quickly clean my body. The disheveled hair, dark circles, and bloodshot eyes didn’t disappear, but I put on my school uniform.

“Master…?” While I was tidying up the room and getting dressed, Liliana, with slightly blurry and unfocused eyes, looked at me.

“Go back to sleep. Let’s go eat chicken skewers together tonight.”

“Yes…” She fell flat with a thud. I wanted to lie down and sleep next to her, but there was no time for that.

“I better hurry the hell up.” I quickly responded to the message.

[Me: Noona, I’m on my way.]

Fortunately, I know where the festival is starting.

Academy Grand Hall.

I dashed towards that location.

***

“President… Still no contact?”

“For now… let the host go out and buy some time.”

“Yes. I understand.”

Victoria Academy’s festival. The opening ceremony for the Celestial Festival. Typically, the student council orchestrates a variety of events to create an engaging atmosphere. This year’s highlight is the friendly match featuring the up-and-coming talent Lee Hoyeon against the vice president, Shin Dongmin.

While the anticipated result of a friendly match between a first-year and a third-year might be straightforward, the freshmen were eagerly looking forward to the clash between Lee Hoyeon, rapidly ascending in reputation, and the vice president, Shin Dongmin, the heir to the Shin Young Guild. However, the protagonist, Lee Hoyeon, still hadn’t responded to any messages even ten minutes before stepping onto the stage.

“Tsk, just when it’s time, he disappears without a word.” Shin Dongmin sat with his legs crossed.

Due to Lee Hoyeon’s absence, they couldn’t even rehearse. The event was already as good as canceled.

“The special exam was a week-long survival, and the day after the test, we’re supposed to have the match. It never made sense from the beginning…”

Secretary Yeo Sengdo hung her head realizing that the event she had prepared couldn’t be executed.

“What’s the use of saying that now? I didn’t anticipate the special exam turning into a survival challenge.” The vice president said this with a smile, but inwardly, Moon Soorin snorted.

Lies.

By the time Moon Soorin realized that the festival opening was right after the special exam had ended, the procedure was already completed. It was due to the vice president’s influence.

Recently, with the growing power of the formidable Shin Young Guild, the vice president was consolidating more authority within the academy. Although they didn’t yet pose a real threat, reversing what was already finalized wasn’t something even the student council president or the chairman’s granddaughter could easily achieve.

Soorin had considered approaching the chairman and making a request. However, given his tightly sealed personality, seeking a favor seemed impossible.

“We need to resolve this quickly now… President…”

“Sorry… I was being stubborn…”

Moon Soorin acknowledged it. She should have canceled the event and organized something else when Lee Hoyeon didn’t respond to her messages. It was her stubbornness.

It was Moon Soorin’s mistake to place too much trust in Lee Hoyeon, even though she foresaw that his condition would be affected by the survival test.

Am I overly reliant on Hoyeon? Perhaps doing too much work has messed with my head.

Ping!

Right on cue, Moon Soorin’s smartwatch belted out a notification. After a cursory glance, a smile spread across her face.

***

“I’m sorry. I’m really sorry. I’m very late.”

Thanks to Acceleration, I zipped to my destination in a quick 5 minutes to conquer a stretch that would usually demand several tens of minutes. As a result, my dramatic entrance was not in vain.

“Junior, we could still call it off.”

“Don’t worry. I can do it.”

Moon Soorin fidgeted, clearly troubled about my well-being.

“Is it really okay?! Can you fight?”

“It’s fine. I can do it.”

Though my head was slightly throbbing, I could handle it well enough.

“Um, we need to start now… Are you really sure about this?”

“Yes, yes. It’s okay.”

I climbed onto the stage after receiving concerns from the student council executives. On the opposite side, Shin Dongmin, the vice president, was also ascending.

[Victoria Academy’s festival! A week-long extravaganza of lights and fireworks! The opening act of the Celestial Festival is about to unfold! Get ready for the epic showdown between the much-anticipated Lee Hoyeon and Shin Dongmin!]

Since it wasn’t a one-on-one duel but a “friendly” match, the host decided to cut the middleman and directly engage us from within the ring.

The auditorium was buzzing with students. Most second and third-year folks had claimed their seats, while the surviving first-year students tried not to look too terrified. The host was trying to set the mood by introducing us.

Probably gearing up for some Q&A session after this.

“I’ll give you that one…”

“?”

While waiting for the host’s questions, Shin Dongmin, who had been staring at me, suddenly spoke.

“Lee Hoyeon, for a first-year, you’re a powerhouse. Almost on par with me, if not stronger.”

“…?”

“But, you see, it’s the age-old gap in experience and finesse.” He chuckled and shot me a look.

What’s this guy blabbering about?