I Became the Must-Have Character of the Academy City-Chapter 119: Rohan’s Happiness Circuit

"Ugh..."

Rohan woke up feeling refreshed.

Could this really be the effect of just a 30-minute nap?

The aftereffects seemed to have completely faded, and his head was clear, his body light.

‘Feels like I’ve slept for hours.’

Leaving that thought behind, he habitually reached for his phone.

“Eh?”

When he turned on the phone, the time displayed on the screen was strange.

A string of question marks appeared in his mind.

‘PM, not AM?’

He had just laid down for a short nap in the morning, but lunch time had already passed.

It was still too early for dinner, just an awkward afternoon.

Even after rubbing his eyes, the clock on the screen didn't change.

‘I definitely told them to wake me up in 30 minutes... did they just leave me alone? Did I sleep that well?’

As he thought this uselessly, he was about to get up and go to Shion and Clara when he suddenly felt something strange.

A sensation that made his lower body feel uncomfortably off.

“...?”

Suddenly, an overwhelming sense of dread took over his body.

Even so, Rohan couldn't stop his gaze from drifting down.

‘No way... seriously?’

There was an unpleasant, sticky sensation between his skin and pants.

And dried stains on top of that.

When he recognized it, the smell hit him through his nose.

A chill ran down his spine. He confirmed it.

Then, he felt despair.

‘Should I just die?’

He had just come over to his female colleague's house for a quick nap and ended up having a wet dream?

His mind, which had held up during Omega's torture, was now on the verge of breaking.

“...”

It might not have been the power of sleep that made him feel clear-headed when he woke up.

Maybe it was just the calm after a storm.

‘I didn’t even pull out once... Ah, I just want to die. Is there some rope around?’

As Rohan sank deeper into his despair, the sound of the girls chattering outside caught his ears.

In that moment, his consciousness froze as if ice had been poured over it.

Instinctively, he searched for a way to avoid social suicide and potential homicide.

‘Shion and Clara are out there.’

It was unclear whether they knew about this embarrassing situation, but Rohan couldn’t just walk out of the door confidently.

That was an option that didn’t exist, no matter how much he wanted it to.

‘The window!’

His eyes found a perfect escape route.

He could leave through there.

Thankfully, the mansion was close to the dormitory.

He made up his mind to quickly change clothes, take a shower, and return.

Rohan moved as quietly as possible.

He opened the window and used his socks as makeshift shoes to escape.

He tidied himself up and changed into pants of a similar color.

Within 10 minutes, Rohan had finished all the tasks.

He used the card key to open Shion's house's front door and entered through the window of the original room.

He calmed his trembling heart.

Slowly, he turned the doorknob and left the room.

His heart raced as he wondered if Shion and Clara had somehow figured out what had happened.

“...Are you awake?”

“Oh, oppa... you slept a lot...?”

The two were sitting at the newly set table.

The atmosphere felt strange, making Rohan's tension double.

Had they not noticed that he had come and gone, changing clothes?

He sighed in relief at the lack of mention, and sat down at the table.

He observed them.

‘Did they change clothes too?’

Were they preparing to go out? Was this atmosphere caused by them preparing while he had slept too long, making them upset?

His mind started rationalizing, a happiness circuit running through his thoughts.

“Did you wake me up and I fell back asleep?”

“Th... that's right.”

“...”

Shion answered while averting her eyes.

Clara lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers.

“I’m really sorry. Did you have lunch?”

“...”

This time, there was no response. They both simultaneously closed their mouths.

Shion and Clara silently exchanged glances, and unconsciously, they stuck their tongues out, moistening their lips.

“I... ate until I was full.”

“Mm, yeah...”

It seemed like they had eaten something tasty and filled themselves up.

But Rohan was hungry.

Feeling hunger, he decided to cheer up the girls and find a way to make them feel better.

“It’s a little late, but should we still go out? We can have dinner and do some shopping.”

Rohan, taking on the role of a porter, saw Shion and Clara's eyes light up.

They quickly started putting on more clothes, ready to go.

Rohan and his companions left the mansion and headed toward a bustling commercial area.

The large incident where a cadet named Rohan from the Academy nearly faced social death had been smoothed over.

Rohan was determined to make sure the two girls felt completely better.

“I’m hungry~”

“You didn’t have lunch, right, oppa...?”

“It’s fine, we can just eat from dinner.”

As Shion finished speaking, she suddenly wrapped her right arm around Rohan’s and snuggled up.

When Rohan gave her a look asking what she was doing, she confidently offered her reasoning.

“Rohan. This isn’t weird.”

“...Then?”

“I would have explained how many annoying guys would flock to us if we walked around the streets without any precautions.”

“Ah.”

Rohan nodded, recalling the messages he had received.

Shion was thanking herself for being born into the elven race, a race that represented beauty.

Being able to say such embarrassing things so boldly was something she was grateful for.

She thought it might give her a slight advantage in being loved by Rohan.

“Oppa... I’m scared of strangers...”

Rohan's empty arm was taken by Clara.

There was no need for Rohan to ask about that.

He knew Clara’s personality and extreme shyness well.

“If it’s more comfortable for Shion and Clara, then we’ll do it that way.”

“Hehe, thanks.”

“Thank you, oppa...”

Rohan wasn’t in a position to be thanked.

But he felt happy and content with the situation.

Ah! A harem? You know about that?

Having lived as a hunter in Korea, Rohan never imagined such pleasant circumstances.

Thanks to this, all that remained was the mindset to enjoy the moment.

The stares shooting at them from all directions only felt like envy.

***

'It was fun.'

Today, Clara's day had been perfect.

She was so happy that Rohan had been so kind and attentive that she nearly melted.

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On top of that, she had created some memorable moments, overflowing with joy.

‘The part where Shion and I thought we wouldn't notice, especially...’

It was so cute that Rohan had escaped through the window and returned dressed in similar clothes.

The frozen expression on his face when he opened the door was almost enough to make her burst out laughing.

‘Rohan oppa...’

She rolled around on the bed, calling his name.

The deep charm of the man mixed with an unsuspected cuteness made him all the more irresistible.

Just thinking of Rohan filled Clara with positive energy.

Scrrrr––.

After rolling around for a while, Clara finally got up from the bed.

She approached the desk and pulled out a locked box from underneath it.

Clink! Unlocking the box and opening it,

she found various glass bottles of different sizes, each containing a separate liquid.

Having received elite training in assassination, she was familiar with most of the well-known poisons and knew how to handle and store them, so she always had an assortment of glass bottles on hand.

There was also oil for maintaining blades and firearms stored there.

“...”

Right now, though, she wasn’t looking for poison or managing weapons.

Her goal was different.

She found and pulled ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) out a small box hidden at the bottom of the larger box.

It seemed like she pulled it out almost every 10 minutes. She should stop, but her hands wouldn’t stop.

Inside the box within the box was a prize she had received for coming first in an assassination exam while receiving training as a spy in Geno.

At the time, she hadn’t really felt happy about it, but now she was pleased to own this item.

‘I wonder how Shion did...’

After the incident, Clara had an idea and searched medical books online.

The sticky liquid she had obtained today could be preserved for a long time if frozen at a specific temperature with a freezing protector.

The conditions were very strict, but Clara was confident she could handle it.

A box the size of her palm recognized Clara’s fingerprint with a click! The lock clicked open.

Concentrated technology.

An artifact that used magic and scientific technology to maintain the freshness of small quantities of liquid and store it safely.

Inside the box was a small glass bottle, and inside it was Clara’s treasure.

A special, deadly poison? No. A potion that instantly heals wounds? No.

Such things didn’t even catch Clara’s attention.

“Hehe~”

She picked up a small glass bottle the size of her thumb and observed it. It contained a white, sticky liquid.

Singing a little tune, Clara checked the sticker on the outside of the glass bottle.

It had today’s date and a heart drawn on it.

‘Ah... I’m so happy...’

It wasn’t about preserving it for use.

At this point, it was simply a memento.

“Hehe...”

As Clara recalled a moment, her eyes formed a crescent, and a smile spread across her face.

Her cheeks flushed deeply.

She still felt the warmth and lingering scent of that moment on her skin, which sent a chill down her spine.

Her clothes, which had been a mess, were stored away without being washed.

Since the washing machine wasn’t running, Clara was certain that Shion hadn’t washed hers either.

That night, the girls settled into their respective rooms.

Shion and Clara did not seek each other out.

***

The days passed by.

Rohan and his companions spent their time shooting at the indoor shooting range in the mansion or training together.

As the holiday ended, the day arrived for them to return to the academy.