I Teleported Into the Academy of a S*xy Game-Chapter 147: Weekend? R18 (1)

Weekend? R18 (1)

“Hmm, hah… ”

“Ahh….”𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

After smacking Liliana’s firm butt once I climaxed, I got off the bed.

Scarlett was beside, panting heavily. Every time Liliana plunged into me, she sought revenge on Scarlett with her tail, giving her as much pleasure.

“Scarlett, impressive to bring such information in just a day. Truly, you’re Iris’s elite.”

“T-Thank you… ”

She’s roughly the same age as Professor Im Sol or Baek Ahyeong, but it was pitiful to see her, getting caught by a succubus, dirtying the bed with her juices and writhing in filth.

“Take your time to get dressed and go back. Find something better next time.”

“Yes, yes…” Scarlett slowly began to dress.

I stretched as I left the room, it’s already getting dark outside. Considering there’s no additional notice, it seems I can go around tomorrow.

Well, I’ve minimized the terrorist attack, found the disguised demons, and handed over the Pandemic’s executive. I wonder what else there is to investigate.

I turned on the smartwatch that I had turned off during sex, and notifications flooded in all at once. I checked each message.

[Ahyeong: Sorry, I was busy.]

It feels bad. It’s the first time I’ve received such a cold response from her. After a fight with my girlfriend, I’d always get this kind of reply, and I used to ponder how to respond. Now, it’s precisely that situation.

I might have been a bit harsh on her. But it’s unavoidable.

Baek Ahyeong has already come to a point where she can’t abandon me. How can you discard someone whose affection point has reached 99?

I’d love to go right now, hold her tight, and comfort her, but considering my situation, things won’t work that way. There are several women I must conquer… If I go down the traditional romantic path with each one, I’m practically asking to get stabbed.

There might be no such thing as dominance in love, but here, I must firmly establish dominance. If that’s not achieved, the conquest must be halted. Survival depends on flawlessly executing the strategy, even if progress is slow.

In a harem route, perfection is essential for each one individually; otherwise, it loses its meaning.

“Hmm, guess I’ll shoot a reply for now.”

[Me: Okay, I’ll visit next time. Take care.]

Responding tit for tat—it’s the move couples pull when neither wants to back down. Wanting to patch things up after a spat but not keen on being the first to say sorry. That’s the gist.

That’s the deal with Baek Ahyeong for a while. Wait it out, and she’ll eventually come around. I’ll be ready for that moment.

“There’s a message from Soorin Noona… and Alice too?”

After swapping numbers with Alice, not a peep from her until now. I checked Soorin’s message first.

[Soorin Noona: Hoyeon, got time to meet this weekend? You went through a lot during the terrorist incident, so Noona will treat you to a meal ^^]

“She’s surprisingly chipper…”

She must be wiped out from the incident. Is there something good happening?

[Me: Sure thing! Pick a date, Saturday or Sunday works.]

I can’t turn down a free meal from a lovely lady. I also need to check on her mental state and meet up. Things are looking dicey on EveryDay.

[Alice: I have something to discuss regarding massage. If you have time, please contact me.]

Here it is, finally. But before that, something to confirm.

“Scarlett.”

“Yes?”

I spoke to Scarlett, who had just come down from the ceiling to leave the room.

“You’re aware Alice is looking for a mana masseuse, right?”

“Of course. It’s top-secret, but I’m somewhat of an insider.”

Scarlett came down to catch my words, standing with some respect. Nice posture.

“Quickly find out the progress and let me know right away.”

“Understood. I’ll find out as soon as possible.”

As expected, if you act confidently, she understands. I nodded.

“Yeah. The sooner, the better.”

“Got it!”

Scarlett clenched her fist, latched onto the ceiling like a lizard, and slipped out with a swish.

Everything’s cool, but could she skip that part? Honestly, when I have sex with Liliana, that crosses my mind, and I can’t focus. Weird thoughts like, what if she suddenly sticks to the ceiling naked during sex?

Even though she’s still in a support role, behind Liliana… honestly, doing it together feels good. I wanna bang Scarlett, but thinking about that posture makes me not want to.

“I should bring it up next time. Please, just leave the room normally.”

Before meeting Alice, need to get the facts. Find out if she’s in a tight spot or not in a hurry so I can plan my move.

“Now that Scarlett said confidently, she’ll get the intel quick, right?”

I put Alice’s reply on hold for now. I can take a day or two to gauge the situation.

[Lucy: Try this! Doesn’t it look fun?]

Lucy sent some MBTI stuff or whatever. Apparently, it’s all the rage among girls these days. I talk a lot with Lucy and Lumi, so they are relatively comfortable to deal with. We meet the most frequently.

“I shouldn’t get too close to them as friends…”

If we get too close, it becomes ambiguous, leading to uncertain relationships. I want to keep things clear with Lucy and Lumi too. What should I do?

“Hmm… Ah, thinking too much gives me a headache.”

Headed into the shower to cool off.

***

Saturday morning. As I rolled out of bed, there was Scarlett, kneeling next to me.

“I’ve obtained the details.”

“Already…?”

“Yes, all good.”

Scarlett lifted her head, flashing a confident grin.

“Ah, okay. Go on.”

“Hmm?!”

Even though I just woke up and my brain was still a bit foggy, I could handle a quick update. While casually fondling Liliana’s chest – who was still conked out – I glanced at Scarlett. After checking out Liliana’s tail making its sleepy moves, Scarlett gulped, met my gaze, and spilled the details.

“For now, I figure Miss Alice has reached out to about 28 mana masseuses. There might be a few off the record, but it’s almost certain.”

“28… That many…”

It’s been 6 days since the survival test ended, and if she’s contacted 28 folks, that’s more massages than I’ve had meals.

“All of them were women, and the last record even called a retired one.”

“Oh… If so, does that mean there are almost no available people left?”

“Yes. Active S-rank masseuses to A-rank top-tier ones have all been contacted, and even those with exceptional qualities were called.”

“She’s desperate… Good.”

At this point, it feels like I could just stroll in casually, like a pizza delivery guy. Of course, the affection is also important, so I can’t just say something like “I won’t do it unless you undress.”

I should keep things in moderation.

“Yes. I’ve compiled the data here, so please take a look for more details.”

“Thanks. Anything else worth mentioning?”

“Miss Alice called out your name again last night while masturbating. It was much more intense than yesterday. I have the video; do you want to see?”

“Uh… Thanks. Just give it to me for now.”

At this point, the temptation is real to just shove my dick in and call it a massage. But yeah, probably not the way to go.

“Good job. You wanna hang here till Liliana wakes up?”

“Yes, that’d be great!”

“Did you eat breakfast?”

“Not yet.”

“Alright, I’ll whip up something. Sit tight.”

Lately, I’ve been surviving on delivery, and I’m starting to feel like a walking oil slick. Sometimes, I get a hankering for good old Korean homemade meals. Sure, we live in an age where you can get Korean home-cooked food delivered, but it’s just not the same—it lacks that personal touch. I find myself reminiscing about the emotions of my solo living days, and today is one of those days.

“Oh, you really don’t have to!”

“It’s fine. And why are you so uptight?”

“Oh, uh, it’s a habit from reporting to higher-ups!”

Scarlett suddenly stood up and flexed her thighs like she’d seen a mouse.

“Hmm…”

This one’s a real character.

I swung open the fridge to check the ingredients. There should be some leftovers from the last time I whipped up kimchi stew, right?

“No, where did everything go?”

Did that crazy succubus move all the ingredients I bought?

I went into the room and twisted Liliana’s nipple while she was sleeping soundly, blissfully ignorant of the world.

“Eek?! Ouch! What the heck, what’s going on? Are you mad?!”

“Where did all the finely chopped green onions and kimchi I prepared go?”

“I threw them away! It doesn’t even taste good with chicken! You’re a liar!”

“This succubus…”

If I don’t rein her in, she’s gonna revert to her wild ways. And seriously, how can kimchi chicken not be delicious? Despite saying succubi aren’t fixed by repair, it seems like I need to establish some discipline.

“Hold still.”

I hopped onto Liliana, adopting a dominant position, and started tugging on her tail as I held her down. I know this is her kryptonite.

“What, what are you doing?! Ahh! Save me, Scout!”

“Miss Liliana…!” Scarlett, who had climbed onto the bed, hesitated on what to do between me and Liliana.

Scarlett, you should take my side here to avoid punishment from her.

“…!”

Understanding the gaze I sent, Scarlett started securing Liliana’s arms and legs.

“I’m sorry!”

“Kyahh! Scout! You traitor! Ouch! Master! I’m sorry! I thought you’d attack me like this if I threw it away… Agh!”

What on earth is going on in this succubus’ thought process?

“I knew you’d pull something like this, you perverted succubus. Open your mouth.”

For the entirety of the morning, I forcefully fed Liliana my seed down her throat.