Rain and Sarah walked side by side through the corridor, the air between them tense yet oddly familiar.
Rain glanced at her casually. "What did you do with that liquor I gave you the other day?" he asked, tone almost curious.
'What could it even be used for…?' he wondered.
That question had been sitting in his mind for a while. It wasn't just about price—Sarah came from a wealthy family, so expensive things meant nothing to her. So why was that liquor so special?
'It can't just be luxury… then what is it?'
Sarah's expression tightened immediately. "Shut up! You moron, what are you even thinking putting it there…"
Her face turned slightly red as she cut herself off, clearly embarrassed to even mention it. "P-putting it in a place like that…!!"
Rain's lips curled into a teasing grin. "Why don't you say which place you're talking about?"
He tilted his head slightly, acting innocent, pretending not to remember—while in reality, he remembered it clearly, just not with perfect detail.
Almost as perfectly as he remembered it—his first two and last two times when his heart had been crushed by his childhood crushes, one after another, without the slightest mercy.
That was the moment it stopped being childish pain and became something sharper, something that shaped him into what he jokingly called a "man"—a so-called sigma who would never propose to a girl again.
At least, that was the plan. And so far… it had worked. Who could say what the future would change.
He continued, "I mean, from a human perspective I may have been vulgar, but from an Artikyn perspective it was just like—"
He stopped midway and said, "But didn't it taste good after it fermented there for quite a while?"
She said quickly, almost too fast, "I cleaned it properly before even opening it, you know?!"
Rain paused for a moment, then said with a mocking tone, "Of course. After all, you're a person of purity. How could you be dirty inside?"
Sarah stared at him. "??!"
Rain was indirectly saying, 'like you would!'
They kept walking side by side, the sound of their footsteps echoing faintly through the corridor.
After a while, Rain finally asked, "How far?"
"Just a little more," Sarah replied.
But Rain had already lost patience. His eyes drifted sideways—and then he noticed it. A room. The teacher's room.
"Hm?"
A grin slowly formed on his face, something sharp and mischievous stirring in his thoughts.
Without warning, he grabbed her hand and pulled her inside.
"What are you doing!?" she blurted out, startled.
Rain replied casually, "Isn't it obvious? We can just talk here."
She looked around the room and sighed, relaxing slightly. "Fine… whatever. It seems vacant."
Then, after a brief pause, she asked, "But why are you in the academy?" her tone shifting to curiosity.
'Is he following me…?'
"Ah, I was almost on that," Rain said casually. "I need your help."
He already knew she had the potential to be useful for what he was planning.
Sarah responded with a cold, twisted smile. "What even made you think I would ever help you?"
Rain didn't answer immediately. Instead, he slowly pulled out the liquor of purification from his pocket and tossed it lightly in the air, catching it again with ease.
A grin formed as he held it right in front of her eyes. "How about this then?"
Sarah's expression shifted the moment she saw it. She took the bottle, her tone changing instantly, "So… pity I can't help you. But how could I, if it's related to the academy? But I'll take this as compensation for last time…" she said, though her face clearly didn't match her words.
Rain nearly burst out laughing but held it back. "Stop that act. I know you're also an instructor in the academy."
'How does he know…' she gritted her teeth slightly.
Sarah wasn't just a noble heir—she was also an instructor at the academy. And that was exactly what made Rain confident. Even if he failed from the start, she was the key he needed to get in.
A brief silence settled between them.
Rain explained everything to her—how he almost won the match but ended up collapsing unconscious at the end.
Sarah tilted her head slightly, her expression calculating. "So… you will give me the liquor and, in exchange, you want my help?"
Rain nodded immediately. "Yeah. That's exactly the case. So… deal?"
She let out a long breath. "Haa…"
Then her face shifted into something between annoyance and amusement. "Just… fuck off."
Rain didn't even react much. Instead, he calmly took out another flask of the liquor of purification. "Then how about two?"
She stared at him blankly. No reply. Just silence.
Rain tilted his head. 'Hmm… still not interested.'
"Then how about three," he continued casually, like he was bargaining in a market, confidence slipping in as if he could always try his luck elsewhere and get more.
Sarah finally spoke, her voice sharper now. "Do you even know how hard it is to get your work done? I could get expelled. And why would I help a loser like you?"
She stepped closer, her tone cutting deeper. "You failed. Obviously you failed. There was no way someone like you—carrying that cute face and that rotten personality—was going to pass anyway."
Her words sharpened further. "How about you just fuck off from here? I won't do anything to you, I will just take those two liquors as compensation. Go learn how to be a human first… then maybe you'll have a chance."
The insult landed heavier than expected, the air between them turning tense for a moment.
[How dare you talk to my hubby like that!] her expression burned with anger, frustration clear as she glared at Sarah.
Rain's veins pulsed slightly as irritation built up, but an evil smile slowly formed on his face. 'Why the fuck did I think I could just solve this by talking to her…' sarcasm dripping in his thoughts.
His grip tightened subtly. 'Some people only understand the hardcore way.'
He spoke out loud, voice calm but sharp. "You really have a pretty foul mouth. Looks like I'll have to teach you a lesson again… seems last time my Black Excalibur wasn't enough."
[...] With a shy, embarrassed expression.
Sarah's face twitched. A bead of sweat rolled down as the paper dolls around her suddenly stopped their playful movement and scattered away like they sensed danger.
"Huh…? Huh…?"
"I will revenge your pussy until it can't take anymore. I will revenge it endlessly with my Excalibur," Rain said.
She thought as she could clearly imagine the scene before her eyes.
'His Excalibur… revenge my pussy endlessly until I can't take anymore…'
She gulped as her face went red like a king crab.
'That will surely feel good… What am I thinking? But…'
Rain was ready to subdue her when he moved his hand, but he was stopped midway by her as she said—
"I-I didn't remember how it was… your Excalibur…"
Her face was all flushed, sweat rolling down as she gave a hesitant, trembling smile. Her hand absentmindedly brushed through her long silver hair.
Rain just went, "Hmm?" still not understanding her intention.
She continued, her body lightly trembling, her legs fidgeting against each other in hesitation.
"So if you can do it again… just one more time… I can reconsider helping you."
Rain's expression turned flat, almost deadpan, as he awkwardly scratched the side of his face.
'Oh… right… I totally forgot about that other bit of her… she's definitely a masochist…'
Sarah asked, "What do you think?" her fingers awkwardly fidgeting, a hesitant smile still on her face.
"You're a perverted masochist," Rain said with a flat, casual expression.
She immediately shook her head. "No, it's… um… only for the liquor!"
Rain replied with complete disbelief, "Yeah-yeah… I totally believe you."
'Especially after that pause and that "um"… yeah… totally.' — his sarcasm was almost dripping in his thoughts.
She continued as drool almost fell from her mouth.
"But I shouldn't forget about this time. So make it memorable," her expression twisted—completely perverted, like a shameless horny pervert.
"M-more memorable than last—" but before she could finish another word, Rain grabbed her shoulder.
"Heek"
She flinched instantly.
Rain said with a pure innocent grin, "Then it's a deal." But in the next moment, right before her eyes, that same grin slowly shifted—turning devilish.
He grabbed her hand and pulled her without any warning.
"Kyaa—" she reacted, startled as she was dragged forward, not even understanding what was about to happen.
Rain said, "Get down here," as he threw her into the wall. The impact was heavy—but controlled, just enough to pin her without real damage.
She ended up on her back, momentarily stunned.
Rain said, "Open your mouth," as he pulled his monsterous dick out of his pants.
She gasped, "Huaaa!" at the sight of his giant monsterous dick of his.
With a hesitant smile, she said, "Even so, we're in the teacher's lounge—"
But before she could finish, he thrust his giant dick into her mouth.
The words she tried to say came out scrambled "Hnghpgfh—"
"You really talk too much," Rain said, pressing her head against the wall.
As his dick touch against her tongue, he added, "If I fill your mouth with my dick, you won't be able to talk anymore, right?"