I Became the Academy Time Stop Villain - Chapter 240
240 – 241. This Man Sleeps.
Late night.
A teacher who sneaked into the room.
Physical contact that started under the pretext of massage.
The relationship between the two men and women soon naturally connects…
‘This is it.’
CG route that takes place at the NTR event.
I remember it vaguely, but it’s probably mostly correct.
The teacher, disappointed with the protagonist, turns his attention to another student.
The student always devoted himself to training, and at the end of it, the teacher’s eyes rolled back.
A scenario in which, as one person is lost, the other is cared for even more intensely, and this literally means caring for the other ‘with one’s whole body.
To be exact, this is an event that occurs when the stat growth rate is insufficient, and does not occur as long as the stats are well grown.
The event that takes place with the main character is not a massage event, but an event where you look at the stars in the night sky.
After completing hard physical training, the main character is stretched out and looking at the night sky in admiration.
The stars are beautiful. A passionate yet royal development in which the teacher smiles and pats her on the head after hearing youthful words.
And now what appears in front of me is… No matter how I look at it, it’s the NTR route.
‘No. Isn’t that exactly the case?’
If you think about it calmly, it wasn’t strange at all.
Right now, I’m trying to help with the NTR villain and the NTR final boss, so it’s strange that the NTR event isn’t happening.
Also, it’s not like it’s NTR or anything, right? If we were to compare it, it might be closer to BSS, but even that doesn’t work because there are no other men besides me.
So, that’s it.
─Saagh…
“Are you okay? Doesn’t it hurt?”
“…Yes.”
Refuse. I couldn’t do it.
If it were my old self, I probably would have rejected it.
However, as I had heard the words from Wotan, I could not easily refuse.
The reason was simple.
‘Greek certification process…’
Whether you like it or not, wouldn’t it be right to do it at least once?
No. Anyway, doing it this way goes against my beliefs.
But even so, people have to live and see, it is impossible to live like this, etc.
Complex thoughts. Numerous concerns.
In the end, between choices like putting oneself on hold and throwing oneself away, saying, “Whatever will be done will be done.”
─Shaak
“Haa…!”
I felt good when Teacher Lee B’s hands applied appropriate pressure.
When I heard that they were giving me a massage, I thought it was some sort of lewd massage, but it was literally a pleasant massage.
Rub your back with your palm. Sometimes I press it hard, and sometimes I gently release it with my fingertips.
Without realizing it, a soft moan came out of my mouth, and my body gradually relaxed and the tension began to melt away.
“Okay. Now lie down forward.”
“Yes…”
I flipped my body forward.
There was no particularly good view or anything like that.
I was going to cover my eyes with a towel anyway, and the teacher wasn’t naked either, but she was wearing her clothes.
“If it hurts, say it hurts. I’ll make it as painless as possible.”
“Yeshehe…Eup.”
Ah. My tongue was loosened.
Without saying anything, the teacher started massaging her again.
Like that
“I’m sorry, Chrono.”
“Eh… ?”
Teacher Lee B suddenly apologizes.
The teacher continued to speak while stroking my arms with both hands.
“When I was coming down from the mountain earlier. I said it without thinking.”
“Ah. It’s really okay.”
“…I’m sorry.”
“It’s really okay.”
I’m an orphan here too, but my parents are alive and well.
However, now there is no way to meet anymore, so it is virtually a situation similar to death, but I still grew up receiving love from my parents.
So there was nothing left that would be a problem for me…
‘Use.’
Moment. I felt sick.
The feeling of becoming aware of something you don’t want to be aware of.
To begin with, I was so busy that I wasn’t even given a single moment of leisure.
At least in the beginning, I was able to have enough time to cry and be hugged by my sister, but now I’m so busy that I almost always find something as soon as I finish something…
‘…Wow.’
In some ways, it might be my first time taking a break like this.
A series of hardships that started at some point. After that, it was finally ‘rest time’ in the true sense.
─Shaak.
“Ugh… !”
“Huh? Why? Did it hurt so much?”
“Just… “Just a moment.”
Ah.
This is strange.
This. It’s really strange.
‘Did you say that when people have free time, they think strange thoughts?’
It was exactly like that.
There is no such thing as leisure. However, complex emotions rise up through the cracks.
‘I miss mom.’
‘I want to go back home.’
‘Why do I have to go through this?’
‘I’d rather give up everything.’
‘Fuck…Fuck, fuck, fuck…!’
I gritted my teeth.
Not here.
Even if you do it, it won’t work as well as here.
“Suuuuu…”
Take a deep breath.
Exhale slowly.
I forcefully suppress the emotions that are boiling over and put a lock on it.
Boom!…Thump!…
The heartbeat echoing in the head as if a bug was lodged in the castle gate.
If the timing is even slightly off, I chew and swallow the aftereffects of emotions that seem ready to explode at any moment.
It’s okay.
You’re familiar with the absurd.
It’s just that something familiar happened.
Business as usual. It’s just a continuation of ordinary days.
“…Pheuuuuu..”
Persuasion that borders on half-self-brainwashing.
When I finally regained my composition, I realized what Teacher Evie was doing.
“…What are you doing?”
“Huh? Ugh…Well, I mean…”
A hand placed on my chest.
The hand located right above the heart is pressing my chest.
What kind of massage is this? Solar plexus massage? Does it make the heart beat smoothly?
I don’t know for sure, but in the midst of what seemed like a massage that would take you to the Lord’s side in one session, Teacher Evie continued speaking slowly.
“When I was young, my mother used to do this to me when I was upset. When my heart was beating so hard that it hurt, she put her hands together and comforted me by saying, ‘Be kind, be kind.’”
“…You’re a good mother.”
“…”
He’s nice. Good.
I don’t know what it is that makes one good.
Teacher Evie comforted me by rubbing my chest several times.
‘Something. It’s something.’
A different feeling from Urnu.
I quietly accepted the touch and closed my eyes.
Around the time I left everything to Teacher Lee B.
“…What?”
When I open my eyes, it is morning.
For reference, the underwear was not taken off and the tent was fully pitched.
In other words, nothing happened.
…
..
.
“Good morning, Mr. Chrono! Are you a eunuch?”
“…Grrrr rrrr
I spit out the toothpaste that was in my mouth.
Botan was very enthusiastic after saying good morning.
When I put the toothbrush in my mouth again and brushed my teeth again, Wotan stood next to me, picked up the toothbrush and said.
“I thought for sure I would do something like this with my teacher yesterday.”
“Hmm?”
Squeeze toothpaste onto the toothbrush.
Immediately, Botan slowly opens his mouth, holds the toothbrush in his mouth, and closes it.
“Chuhup…Chuck…Tsuzu juice…”
“…”
Botan brushing his teeth in an awkward manner as if the toothbrush was something.
No matter where or how I looked, the way he glanced at me with his eyes getting moist reminded me of ‘that’.
“Behe…”
At the end, he fills his mouth with a white liquid (mice water) and crinkles.
It was a performance with great detail, right down to the toothbrush bristles on the corners of the mouth when it was put out of the mouth, or even the faint traces of toothpaste left behind.
So
“You’ll do it for me?”
I snorted and rinsed my mouth with water.
“Can I do it for you?”
“!…Khaha.”
For a moment, I thought water was flowing back up my nose.
As she held her nose and blew it a few times, Wotan took a step to the side.
“Or is it just not your taste? If so, should I bring in a wild animal from outside?”
“Hey?”
“I don’t know that you would prefer being fucked rather than being fucked… But I will still respect you!”
“Damn. Really damn!”
A situation where a morning greeting is no longer a greeting.
But Wotan did not back down and continued to push me.
There is only one reason.
“Damn, to the extent of saying, ‘Why did we just let yesterday go by?’”
It’s a prepared table.
A well-prepared meal that can be prepared with just a spoon.
“Or is it really that your tastes are those of prostitutes… ?”
“No.”
“Raised from a young age and eaten?”
“Not at all.”
“But do the ‘records’ show that?”
“I don’t know what I saw, but anyway, no.”
She even washed her face and came out.
Her hair is going to sweat anyway, so I wash it in the shower at lunch.
“I’m not finished talking yet.”
“…What are you so curious about?”
Botan follows me out of the bathroom.
Wotan asked me a question again.
“Teacher Evie. Don’t you want it?”
“Is that something you want to say to the teacher?”
“Why didn’t you do it yesterday?”
“…Use it.”
If it was as the event was, if it was as the route.
I had to touch Ms. Evie’s belly button yesterday.
But the reason why it is not so…
“I slept.”
“Yes?”
“I fell asleep while getting a massage.”
“…Ehhh?!!”
Well, I just slept.
The massage was really good.
“What… This doesn’t make sense…”
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Botan looks dumbfounded.
But is that really the reality?
I left Botan dazed and came down to the first floor to find Teacher Evie.
“It’s a nice day today. It’s a good day for training. Right, Chrono?”
“Please be gentle…”
“Towards youth!”
First of all, a light 100km run as a morning exercise!
…Rani.
“Kiyaahhhhh!
“Hmm! Good voice! Shout loudly again for 3 seconds!”
“Ahhhhh,”
Run away.
I have no choice but to run away…!
As an aside
Around that time, Wotan’s case.
“…You avoided the predetermined future?”
Embarrassment. Confusion.
And――overwhelming “Unknown.”
“Then… Then… “
Ah. What should I do?
It shouldn’t be like this.
Really. I know I shouldn’t do this…
“…Just a little more.”
Anyway. Everything will become irrelevant.
As Botan prepared lunch, he took out a clear bottle from his bag.
─Talk…Talk…
“Just a little more. It’s okay to ‘enjoy’ it, right?”
Typical. Common, common. However, a future that can never occur in a predetermined future [New route].
It soon began to be created from Wotan’s fingertips.