It Seems Like I Got Transmigrated Into An Eroge

Chapter 89: The Morning*

"Mhhm!?"

A tiny glimpse of sweet petals of pink bloomed right before me and saw Clara's yearning lips against mine. Then she buries her face on my chest. It didn't take too long before her naughty hands made their way inside my trouser. Overwhelmed by her sudden presence, my heart almost jumped out of my chest. Her enticing cutesy was hard to resist, especially when I haven't met her for a day.

"How are you?" I sincerely voiced my concern.

Rather than answering it, she shove her lips into mine and her rapid panting was kind of frightening. The way she aggressively did it meant she's upset. Simple slight changes in her actions indicate her emotions, or in simple terms, it's her way of expressing.

While indulging in our moment, I felt an eye watching us. Turning my gaze to the corner of the empty room with nothing, but only the window casting the shadow of the trees outside. There, a woman with a timid, cute face with similar clothing to Clara in my arms. She was just there, peeking through the gaps of her fingers. I halted on what we're doing.

"Who?"

"O-O-Oh, don't mind me. I-I'm just a-accompanying Ms. Clara."

"Who's she?"

Clara didn't pay heed to the woman at the corner and continued to do her own anything. Also, since my focus diverted away from she got upset and injected some aphrodisiac in my mouth when she stole it once again. Soon after, we went into our world, feeding our desire for each other. The woman at the corner watched all of it without even blinking.

"Ahhh♥ Ahhh♥ Mhhm♥ Ahhh♥"

The woman was watching every movement that we make, as Clara and I devour each other. After a tough session, Clara finally regained her sanity, contrastingly, I'm drained out and was about to lose my consciousness from how she sucked me out. I'm laying on the ground with my clothes around me. It took me a while to regain my energy. I swear, I can last longer than this. I must have used a lot of my quintessence earlier from training and Arya.

Catching the sight of the woman that accompanied Clara for some unknown reason and even watched us do it. She's quite a cutey, dark-green hair and a horn standing at the top, just right above her ear adorned by the simple ribbons around it. Until now, she had her mouth hanging open as her eyes are rapidly glancing back and forth. A few minutes later, she broke down and left the room through the window. "I can't take it anymore, waaaah! Ms. Clara is a pervert!"

"Young master Claude." Clara already had her dressed tidily and her deadpan expression was on display.

"Yes?"

"Can I go to your room?"

"It's still not enough?"

"Yes."

"Sorry, I can't today. I'm spent."

Once she saw my face. In an unexpected way of events, Clara didn't retaliate nor beg, but instead, she dressed me in my clothes that she forcefully strip from my body. Then placing my head on her lap—caressing it gently while humming. A funny sensation tingled around my shoulders, as my eyes are fixated on her face. Catching the glimpse of my dumbfounded face, Clara smiles mellowly and her palm over my eyes. As soon as I saw the darkness, a gravitating sunken space pulls me in where I felt at peace.

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"I feel dreadful," Lars said.

The sunlight was dawning over the horizon, crisp and clear. Then there's our group or my classmates and me, running through the misty, windy trees. In the company of my good old weights on my body. Naturally, we're all on this one. Ahead of us, Instructor was running backward, observing every single one of us. We were all given shirts embued with mass magic or gravitational magic that could amplify our weight twice. But in this case, we only got to use a slim percentage of it. Truth to be told, I'm lost, yet at the same time, I'm not. I should've also expected it. Space magic exists in this school.

Different from others, I'm running at a leisurely pace at the back end of the line along with Lars, as Erik was way ahead upfront. The purpose of our run was to maximize the output of mana throughout the body and let the body be accustomed to the stress by also nourishing it with mana. Quite a simple training, but difficult for my classmates with only the exception of Erik far ahead with a beaming aura around him.

And as usual, my classmates are living in their own world.

Yesterday, after falling asleep on Clara's thigh. I lost recollection of my memories afterward. Then I woke up from the thunderous voice of Instructor Sienna who barged on our room, uninvited then pulled us outside of our own dormitory along with the others. It's abrupt. Not once we have been notified yesterday.

"Aaaaaah! Why do I have to do this!" the woman in front of us exclaimed. She's a tall woman, around the same height as I am. Curly moss-like color hair with a hair clip, hanging loose that's holding her fringes as her sweat made it slippery. Her face, neck, and entirely every skin of hers is covered with scars or stitches. Looking at her, one might pity her because of her condition.

"I want to die..." the man in front of that woman said. He's a skin-and-boned person, and his head shape was weird as it has kind of a pointy shape at the top. Or was it just the hair? I can't tell. Honestly, he looks scarier with how he runs by swinging his both arms at the same time and swaying to the sides.

As soon I heard his scratchy, low voice; I immediately took the pace for my own self and ran forward, leaving Lars behind. "Nah-uh, I'm not going to drown myself on the negativity behind there." However, I didn't expect, as I progressively go through. The people behind the line are not the only one who has the same energy, as every classmate of mine is on the same page. The depressing and foul smell they exude was too much for me to handle. It's too disgusting. 

"Wait!!" a classmate of mine called out to me, as his eyes caught sight of me running.

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The peaceful sound of nature was overtaken by the rapid breathing of people catching their breaths. Not long ago, some of them are sprite enough to even be able to catch up, yet now, they're like on the verge of dying. For Erik, it's like his everyday life as he lay down on the ground among them that's catching a breath with a smile on his face.

Then, there's me, acting as if nothing happened. No traces of arduous exercise or exhaustion with the only exclusion of sweats that's pouring out of my pores. If I were to summarize my place in this class—I'm basically, a max-level character that's only doing the side quest. It's my brother's favorite phrase to sum this up.

"Haaaa... Instructor Sienna, why has he not been affected at all?! He's looking fine?!" the classmate of mine that called out to me earlier.

"Beats me. Ask him." Instructor Sienna shrugs it off and turns her heels away.

"Good stamina and training," I answered nonchalantly.

"Bullshit!"

As expected, everyone looks at me as if I'm a monster in disguise.

"I knew it. You're hiding something!" Adal voiced out his frustration, as his eyes shows some resentment. Not sure, what I did to him but it didn't take too long for me to learn about it. "Did you just fake your evaluation to land in here to make yourself feel good? Because we're just nobodies?"

"No? Why would I do that? I would rather put myself above the decent class than here. And, how someone like me can tamper with my own evaluation? I'm manaless. Are you implying I can cheat the mana evaluating system?"

"Yes. That's the only plausible explanation because there's no way a person like who's a manaless would exist. Furthermore, you're— Uggh! Aaah!" Adal suddenly screamed pain while agonizing the headache.

Coming afterward, an immense shock of mana burst out of his body, and the people around Adal held on the ground as they seemingly can't move their limbs. Then an elongate flexible, prehensile mana shot off his chest, wrapping and crawling around his body—devouring him.

"Stay away from him!" Instructor Sienna shouted as she gestures in the air creating magical patterns.

While that's happening, I heard Tsuki's adorable voice. (Bad spirit! Bad!) Behind me, the image of the shadowy cat manifests in the air. "Meow!"

Tsuki's ear-shattering yell echoed throughout the forest, leaving fear in the eyes of everyone. The strange phenomenon occurring to Adal vanished in a blink of an eye. Adal's eyes rolled back then flop to the dirt behind him. Soon enough, Tsuki's shadowy cat image landed on the ground, slowly creeping its way to Adal's unconscious body.

When I saw Instructor Sienna's eyes darting toward Tsuki, I yell in a commanding tone. "Tsuki!!" While I also, released an immense pressure of quintessence directly to Tsuki, halting her movements. Her fierce eyes caught my figure and loosen, lowering her head in shame then going back to my body.

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