I Became The Academy Necromancer
Chapter 369: Side Story - Unfair

Aria and Eleanor left after getting kicked out. The only ones left were Deia and Erica.

Erica also had to return to her room since she had to go to work early tomorrow because she postponed today’s lecture.

Since the door was connected to her room, it didn’t really matter whether she slept here or there.

“I… don’t think I can hold back…”

Leaving behind a somewhat sultry and lingering remark, Erica quietly returned to her room.

“Hmm.”

The last one remaining, Deia, had already passed out drunk.

I knew she wasn’t someone who couldn’t handle alcohol, but she must have had a few drinks at the banquet she attended, as she got drunk quickly and fell asleep.

I laid her down next to Findenai, who was also asleep from drinking, and started setting up my bedding in the living room.

That was when Stella quietly appeared, holding a pillow, and settled down beside me. The smile on her lips carried a seductive undertone, different from her usual gentle expression.

I didn’t particularly dislike or feel burdened by her actions, but wasn’t tonight a time for restraint?

“Deia is here.”

[You need to be more precise with your words.]

Stella brought her finger to her lips in a “shh” gesture.

[She’s asleep.]

Meaning, it was fine as long as she didn’t wake up. I felt like I had reached a point where Stella’s words no longer flustered me.

I was grateful to receive all the love of the Saintess, who once loved everyone. Yet, doing something like this in the house where my younger sister was sleeping felt wrong.

“No. It’s too risky.”

[…But you did it with Findenai and Erica.]

“Even so…”

[Really? I’ve been thinking about this moment all day.]

“Then show the patience befitting a Saintess.”

[A Saintess would surely do that. But I am Stella.]

With those words, Stella suddenly pushed me down. I didn’t feel any pain since there was bedding behind me. However, I hadn’t expected such a bold move from her.

[Do you think what I want is just about physical pleasure?]

I noticed a faint glimmer of moisture in Stella’s eyes as she sat on top of me.

“Stella?”

I never expected to see her in tears, so I hurriedly sat up and held her.

Stella had one of the strongest minds of anyone I knew, so this situation felt unfamiliar.

[You are the one who made me act like this.]

Stella whispered desperately, gripping my collar tightly. Her voice carried a raw, genuine emotion.

[You turned me into Stella, not a Saintess. You made me look only at you, not at some grand cause.]

“…”

[I want to be loved. That’s a woman’s instinct.]

I wasn’t sure where she had learned to say things like this, but her words definitely stirred something in me. For a moment, I almost gave in.

“Tomorrow is fine too. But tonight, there’s a reason why we can’t.”

[Because of Deia? She’s already drunk and asleep. If we’re quiet…]

“Can you really be quiet?”

Doing it secretly while Deia was nearby meant we had to be very discreet. But I knew Stella—there was no way she could hold back her voice.

After all, she was more sensitive than anyone else.

Stella hesitated for a moment at my words but then clenched her fists tightly and answered firmly.

[I can endure it.]

“…Do we really have to go this far?”

[I told you before. It’s not about pushing our bodies together. It’s about sharing love.]

“…”

[Are you going to make me feel ashamed?]

The two terms didn’t seem particularly different, but in any case, Stella’s resolve was firm.

I quickly turned my body and laid her down beneath me. Stella, now pinned down, was momentarily startled but blushed in embarrassment, neither pushing me away nor avoiding me.

[Ah.]

“If… if it gets too loud, we’ll stop. Got it?”

[Huu.]

As if she didn’t hear me, Stella exhaled a heated breath and started unbuttoning her pajamas.

Ever since she became a mental body, she had been wearing clothes specifically, which made her feel like a real, living person.

Her body was already flushed, so I slowly reached downward.

Already…?

She was already prepared. Even though I had said those words, seeing Stella looking up at me with her front exposed made my heart race and desire surge.

As I gently and carefully caressed her, she covered her mouth with both hands, eyes wide open, staring at me.

[Huuuuh!]

I barely even touched her.

I had only lightly stroked her, yet Stella’s reaction was intense. Her thighs, as if trying to block my hand, tensed up.

I forced my way in and continued moving.

The Saintess, trying to endure the waves of pleasure, looked frustrated as her body refused to comply.

That sight alone was enough to ignite a man’s desire. However…

Crack!

Suddenly, horns sprouted from Stella’s head, and she roughly pushed me away with her foot.

[W-Wait a second!]

“Velica?”

The rising heat in my body instantly disappeared, cooling off rapidly

Even though it was the same appearance, realizing that the inside had changed brought me back to my usual self in an instant.

Honestly, I felt a little annoyed. My time with the woman I loved had been interrupted.

“Why did you come out?”

I asked sharply, and Velica hurriedly covered her lower body with both hands before answering.

[I-If you go any further, it’s bad! Damn it, Stella’s body is way too sensitive—it’s unbearable!]

“…But Stella said it’s fine.”

[That’s because she likes your touch! I don’t even have feelings for you, so why do I have to feel this?!]

Her words made me feel a little guilty. It was indeed an unfair situation for Velica.

[Melachol forces others into estrus, and how is this any different from that?!]

Like Velica, Melachol was one of the ten demon lords responsible for lust.

I never expected to hear about another demon lord like this, but in any case…

“Hmm.”

Hearing that I was acting similarly to another demon lord made me hesitate.

Velica’s sudden appearance had cooled my excitement, allowing me to think more rationally.

However, the horns that had been sprouting from her head disappeared, and Stella appeared.

Looking somewhat angry, Stella pouted her lips and withdrew the hand that had been covering her lower body.

[Continue.]

It felt a bit awkward since the flow had been interrupted, and I was still conscious of Velica, but…

[I’m the owner of my body. Velica is the intruder in my body.]

Today’s Stella was quite firm. She showed a determination that she would never back down.

[Velica, please endure. Kim Shinwoo, too, has grown by shedding his roles as the Soul Whisperer and Deus.]

“…”

[I, too, want to completely shed the role of a Saintess. Now, I want to live as Stella.]

Only then did I understand the reason she had been longing for this so much.

While I had thrown off the roles of the Soul Whisperer and Deus and was living as Kim Shinwoo, she had still felt trapped under her title as the Saintess.

To some, it might be a revered and noble title, a position that attracts both admiration and envy.

But to us, it was merely a shackle, forcing us to suppress ourselves.

[Huff.]

I kissed Stella, intertwining our tongues, and at first, she was surprised, but soon Stella naturally accepted me.

Tonight, I would corrupt the Saintess.

I intended to pull her down and turn her into my woman only.

***

The sunlight poured in.

Since it was the living room, unlike the bedroom, the light shone strongly on my face.

I frowned and slowly opened my eyes, feeling the weight of Stella, who was sound asleep beside me.

Stella, who had cried out so loudly last night, was still in a deep sleep, exhausted.

She had fallen asleep on my arm, and when I carefully tried to pull it away, the blanket shifted, revealing her bare body.

The traces of last night’s passion remained on her lower body—she had been too tired to clean up before sleeping.

I’d like to wash her up.

She would probably feel uncomfortable when she woke up, but if I washed her, I would end up waking her.

As I was debating what to do, I suddenly noticed Stella watching me.

Her turquoise eyes were filled with happiness, and I couldn’t help but smile slightly.

I had the urge to stay like this all day, holding each other.

But there was a reason I couldn’t.

[I can ventilate the room, right?]

The Dark Spiritualist was already walking around the living room, opening windows.

“…”

She glanced at us lying there with an unimpressed look but diligently aired out the room.

[Junior, you should wash up. The smell won’t go away otherwise.]

[Ah, yes, senior.]

Taking the hint, Stella wrapped herself in the blanket and hurried into the bathroom.

The Dark Spiritualist stared at me as I put my discarded clothes back on.

“What is it?”

[I was first.]

“…”

[You touched me first! We did it in the forest! And yet I ended up last!]

Watching the Dark Spiritualist pout like a child, I sighed.

“What do you mean by last? Does the order even matter?”

[Of course, it does! It’s about ranking in the household! I’m at the bottom now!]

“Even if that weren’t the case…”

I was about to tell her that she was already pretty low in the ranking, but she squinted at me suspiciously.

[Y-you think I’m useless, don’t you?! Well, I’m not! I do a lot! I’m super busy!]

“Come to think of it, what exactly keeps you so busy?”

She never seemed to do anything, yet she was always claiming to be busy. She even once refused to go into town with me, saying she was too occupied.

[Never mind! Soon, you’ll see my true value!]

With that, she stormed off. I wondered if she was sulking, but knowing her, she’d probably just go play with Fluffy IV and Hannibal and forget all about it.

“Ahem.”

I sensed someone behind me.

When I quickly turned my head, there stood Deia, freshly woken up, blushing and clearing her throat awkwardly.

“Uh… did you sleep well? No, wait, you didn’t sleep, did you?”

“…”

Just as I had been captivated by the woman named Stella, last night, I could think of nothing else—I only craved Stella.

Being as sensitive as she was, Stella let out more intense moans than ever. I tried to suppress them by kissing her or putting my fingers in her mouth, but it only ended up exciting both of us even more.

Of course, Deia must have heard everything.

“You must be tired, so I’ll make breakfast.”

With nothing else to say, I let out a sigh, covering my forehead with my hand. Deia glanced at me.

“But that’s a relief.”

“What is?”

“You used to struggle with stamina, but not anymore.”

“…”

“Ah, maybe I shouldn’t have said that.”

I wished she would just stay quiet and step away.

“Hey, um…”

Deia hesitated, then called out to me, fidgeting.

“If I tell you to stop, you have to stop.”

Then, as if she had forgotten something, she quickly added.

“Oh, but if you tell me to stop, I won’t.”

…That was unfair.

***

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