I Became The Academy Necromancer
Chapter 340: Side Story - In The Forest

[Ah.]

After the short kiss, the Dark Spiritualist gazed at me with moist eyes.

Who could call this woman a mere spirit? Thanks to a miracle known as magic, fueled by the resource called mana, the presence of this woman, known as the Dark Spiritualist, weighed heavily upon me.

[I feel good.]

Come to think of it, this was the first time I had seen her without her veil.

[Would it be alright if we did it once more?]

“…”

It was ridiculous but even in this situation, I felt guilty.

Was it really okay for me to act like this toward her? Naturally, the images of Findenai, Erica, and Stella all flashed through my mind.

However, before I could dwell on it for long, as if it were already too late to refuse, the Dark Spiritualist stood on her tiptoes and kissed me once more.

It was another short kiss.

No warmth, no breath, no scent—but the sense of touch that remained was undeniably real.

[You’re not going to do it?]

Her eyes, gazing at me as I stood frozen like a stone, were filled with a plea.

“But…”

Findenai’s anger, Erica’s sorrow, Stella’s longing—From the moment I realized that my every action could hurt them, I could no longer act carelessly.

Because they were all precious to me, and the fact that I could not reach out to any one of them made me feel all the more foolish.

[Who is standing before you right now?]

“…”

[I have already gone this far.]

The Dark Spiritualist, who exuded a truly alluring presence just moments ago, now stood with flushed cheeks.

As her growing nervousness became impossible to hide, it seemed she could no longer maintain her act.

[I’m really embarrassed right now. But I… I want you, so I somehow endured until now.]

“Dark Spiritualist…”

[Call me Jenny.]

The moment she removed her veil, her name had changed as well. The woman before me was no longer the necromancer who once reached the pinnacle of her craft.

She had now become Jenny, a woman in love.

[Please, don’t leave me hanging like this.]

Guilt. Once again, guilt settled heavily upon my shoulders.

Affection was truly sweet. But it also came with responsibility.

And no matter what choice I made, it was inevitable someone would be hurt.

If that were the case, the only thing I could do was move as they wished and bear the responsibility for it.

Running away wouldn’t change anything, so I took a step forward.

Where would this relationship ultimately lead?

And as I realized that I was now crossing a river with no way to return…

This time, I was the one who kissed the Dark Spiritualist. It was short, but we expressed our affection as our tongues moved hesitantly.

[Gasp. Gasp.]

Though she did not need to breathe, her breath was unnaturally ragged. Watching her slightly protruding tongue, as if savoring the lingering sensation of our kiss, I felt a strange satisfaction.

[Mmph!]

I leaned in and kissed her once more.

This time, the kiss lasted longer than expected.

Just like when we were learning magic, we carefully explored each other and became each other’s teachers.

Ironically, she was a spirit, and I was in an artificial body.

Our kiss continued endlessly, without the need to catch our breaths.

[Heub!]

And even though it wasn’t necessary, she occasionally let out ragged breaths and subtly twisted her body, pressing her chest against mine.

I often heard Findenai grumble about how the Dark Spiritualist’s body was perfectly designed for seducing men.

And now that I was personally experiencing it, I had no choice but to admit it’s overwhelming effect.

[Haaah…]

Deep in the dark forest, the concept of time was unclear. I had no idea how long our kiss had lasted for, but at some point, she leaned against a large tree, gazing up at me.

Since I only acted passively until now, it must have been embarrassing for her.

“Don’t say anything.”

So this time, even without having her say a word, I intended to understand what she desired and give it to her.

[Hnnngh!]

As I carefully supported her buttocks with my hands, a different reaction escaped from her lips.

Though there was no warmth, the prolonged kiss had heated her body, making her more sensitive.

I moved my fingers gently.

And with just one upward motion, her soft flesh rippled like waves.

[Hngh! W-What are you doing?]

Her breathy, moaning response unexpectedly began stirring something within me.

She tried to push my hand away from her butt, but there was no real strength behind it.

When I squeezed her chest with my other hand, the Dark Spiritualist bit her lips desperately, pretending to remain composed.

This feels like I’m conquering her.

Her face turned red, but as if she had expected it, she didn’t seem particularly shaken. That demeanor which seemed like mere bravado caused me to feel irritated for no reason.

And so, I applied a bit more pressure to the hand holding her chest, raising it a little before bringing my tongue to the hardened tip protruding through her robe.

[Heut?!]

Even though I had merely run my tongue over her clothes once, the mask of composure the Dark Spiritualist was struggling to maintain shattered in an instant.

Overwhelmed by the sudden rush of pleasure, she instinctively tried to retreat, but my grip on her hip tightened, holding her firmly in place so she couldn’t move freely.

“Since you’re in your spirit form, does it even make a difference if you’re wearing clothes or not?”

[D-Don’t speak… while sucking!]

“I just… got curious all of a sudden.”

[I get it! So keep your tongue—!]

I apologize, but that wasn’t possible.

I could feel the weight of her voluptuous chest and the stiff peaks of her nipples beneath the black robe.

Licking them was a simple, yet surprisingly addictive act.

[Ah, please…!]

In the end, she ended up struggling while covering her face with one hand, but this only led to me putting more strength into my hand.

My curiosity continued to grow.

Would it make any difference whether or not she wore a robe when she was in her spirit form?

Being a necromancer, my curiosity about souls was inevitable.

And solving it was my duty as well.

I gathered a faint amount of mana in my hand.

Having noticed something, the Dark Spiritualist lowered her hand from her face and glared at me.

[W-What are you doing?!]

Her robe naturally melted into my mana. And soon after, the Dark Spiritualist became a voluptuous, yet pale, naked form without a single thread of clothing on her.

I wondered if it was because we were in the forest, but wasn’t this an unusual outfit for such an unusual place?

[W-wait a minute! This isn’t it! This is really not…!]

To begin with, her chest was so massive that just raising her under breast slightly let it touch my face.

Glancing directly at her face, I licked her nipple with my tongue once again.

[Haa-eu-eu-eu-ut!]

Her head immediately jolted upward, and her waist trembled. Surprised by her reaction that exceeded my expectations, I became more immersed as I saw her body expressing satisfaction, contrary to her words.

The continuous cries echoed throughout the forest.

How much time had passed like that?

The Dark Spiritualist, looking exhausted, gazed at me with a limp body.

Slowly, I pulled my tongue away from her chest.

There was no need to say anything.

My hand that had been supporting her buttocks was already moving to her waist to hold her in place, while the hand supporting her under breast slowly drifted downward.

[K-Kim… Shinwoo!]

Seemingly dazed, the Dark Spiritualist could only call my name.

As I tightened my grip around her waist to prevent her from collapsing, my other hand was already reaching between her legs.

Her body was truly beautiful.

I never imagined that I would have such a thought while gazing at the naked body of a woman, but she was truly a luscious beauty.

And so, I continued my preparations to harvest the woman, cautious yet with great care, like a fruit.

The term “wet” alone couldn’t fully describe her genitalia. Not only were her pubic hairs completely drenched with slick fluids, but they were also dripping down her thighs continuously.

It seemed the stimulation had affected her more strongly than I had anticipated.

[Kim… Shinwooooo! Shinoo!]

“Jenny.”

This time, I gently caressed her as I whispered to the Dark Spiritualist, who could do nothing but call my name repeatedly.

[Hah! Hah!]

A broken moan burst out, accompanied by the sound of wetness.

In an attempt to hold on, she stretched out her arms and wrapped them around my neck to cling to me. Although her arms felt slightly uncomfortable, it didn’t matter.

[I-I’m…! Again, again…!Hnnngggh!]

My hand grew wet from the gushing fluids.

How is this possible, even though she’s a spirit?

Even in the heat of excitement, a part of my mind remained cold, analyzing the current situation.

How was the Dark Spiritualist, being a spirit, exhibiting such human-like traits?

Since she didn’t have a physical body, there was no need for her to consume or excrete anything.

Yet, the Dark Spiritualist in front of me was releasing fluids uncontrollably, just like a human.

[Hahp!]

And as if noticing that I was lost in thought for a moment, the Dark Spiritualist kissed me while still clinging onto me.

The moment our tongues intertwined once more, I couldn’t help but open my eyes.

How am I able to feel the warmth here?

It was strange.

I could even feel her saliva, and my lips began getting wet again.

Though the Dark Spiritualist seemed too out of it to notice.

After the kiss, the Dark Spiritualist, still not completely coherent, instinctively moved her hand downward.

Her touch on my lower half was gentle yet urgent.

[I… I also want to do it.]

“…”

And without saying a word, I let her go, and she slowly knelt in front of me.

Unfortunately, even though I could feel some level of sensation, my artificial body still couldn’t experience physical pleasure.

So, in reality, it was a meaningless act.

However, in spite of that, the Dark Spiritualist, wanting to do something for me, unbuckled my belt.

That mere act was more lewd and arousing than I expected.

And just as I felt my body heating up again…

Crackle!

A cracking sound erupted.

Fragments fell from my cheek, and soon after my artificial body began to collapse.

[Ah…]

The recent excessive actions had put a strain on the artificial body. While the movements weren’t excessive at the moment, it seemed that as my emotions heightened, mana would circulate more quickly.

The Dark Spiritualist stared blankly at the shattered pieces of my artificial body.

Feeling awkward, I scratched the back of my head and suggested we head back.

[T-th-that’s…!]

Still on her knees, the naked Dark Spiritualist buried her face and shouted.

[That’s so unfairrrrrrr!]

***

Normally, she should have felt some awkwardness, but the Dark Spiritualist was showing none of that presently.

[Unfair! Unfair! You’re the only one having fun!]

If anything, wasn’t it the Dark Spiritualist who had fun? But even if I said that, she wouldn’t accept it.

[I also wanted to torment you! Like, this and that! Thud thud! Crunch crunch!]

Crunch?

I was about to warn her not to bite, but we had already arrived home.

There was an extra backup artificial body Professor Fel had given me in the storage, so I suggested going there first, but the Dark Spiritualist just stared blankly.

[Sh-should we do it again?]

It was a suggestive proposal, but the answer was obviously no.

“Everyone’s waiting for us.”

I wasn’t sure how much time had passed, but it was quite late. And knowing them, they probably weren’t asleep.

[Hiiiing.]

Still disappointed, the Dark Spiritualist bit her lip softly as she reminisced about what had just transpired.

Now, there was no warmth or breath that could be felt.

What was that, really?

My guess was that it might be related to the concept of a “mental body” that Velas, the god of festivals and joy, had mentioned.

Creak.

And as I opened the door and stepped inside, I noticed a pillow lying all alone in the living room for some reason.

Standing in front of it with her arms crossed, Findenai declared to me.

“Sleep alone, you damn bastard!”

We got caught.

***

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