In first period, Clyde found himself in a huge dilemma .

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[You have been inflicted with l.u.s.t and exhaustion . ]

His eyes widened as the status effect flooded through him like venom . His horn prepared to show the world that it was a dominating figure, the new tower among towers . The real Mount Everest . The young man s.n.a.t.c.hed warped a spare heavy textbook from his inventory and placed it on his lap . Then he found himself battling against heavy sleep . He considered it too: f.u.c.k cla.s.s, f.u.c.k the upcoming test, f.u.c.k pa.s.sing . No…He had to fight it . The professor's lecture was boring anyway, right? There's nothing wrong with resting one's eyes for a bit . Just a quick head-lay and he'd be fine .

Clyde…

Clyde found himself walking on a dark path with walls of stones . Torches lit up the area in what seemed to be five-meter intervals . There was no sky, just a black void of nothing above . Eventually, he approached a table with someone sitting there . Two wooden mugs awaited . A man in a black cloak, hood up, stared at him with glowing purple eyes . The gaze of death . He raised one of the mugs .

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"Care for a drink?" he said . "Life is too short, especially for you and I . "

Clyde considered sitting…Who was this man? Why did he feel…so much power radiating from him? A watcher perhaps?

Something felt off about him . Wrong…Wait… Speaking…was a trap .

The man grinned .

"I will find you . "

Clyde jolted awake, causing the entire cla.s.s to look at him . No…they were already staring at him, perhaps for some time now . The professor stood by his desk, glaring .

"Am I boring you?" she said .

He gulped . The b.o.n.e.r nor l.u.s.t hadn't left, hidden by the book .

"No, sorry professor, I—"

"And are you really reading another book in my cla.s.s?" She reached for it .

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"No, that's not a good idea—I'm just holding it there," he said . The beautiful professor was really close—he so wanted to kiss her, do many, many things to her . That hand missed the book entirely .

Her eyes widened, face flushed, but she quickly composed herself .

"Never mind, I have a better idea," she snapped . "You will stay behind and explain to me why you think sleeping in cla.s.s during a test review is a good idea . " She looked at the cla.s.s, addressing them . "Is that fair enough? Maybe a.s.sign him some extra work?"

The cla.s.s nodded, not wanting any part of the professor's wrath . She s.h.i.+fted her glare back to Clyde . "Don't fall asleep again . I have high hopes for you . Don't let them crash into the gutter . " The professor poked his forehead, smiled warmly, then took her place back at the front of the cla.s.s . The other students gave apologetic smiles to Clyde, some nodding in sympathy . f.u.c.king great . Embarra.s.sment, like a middle school kid .

"I'm sorry," Chika whispered to him . "I didn't notice you dozing off until she marched over . You never sleep . "

"It's not on you," Clyde said . He didn't expect the top student to blow off a lecture, ever, just to keep an eye on someone who should also be paying attention . Even if she was a yandere .

"Why do you have a book in your… . " She paused, eyes widening, definitely remembering the day she gave him a private lecture . "I know of a good closet . " Chika's l.u.s.ty gaze appeared . She actually wiped away…drool? "Cramped and—"

"What are you two going on about?" Alice whispered . She was in the seat behind the young man .

"Nothing," Clyde said, covering Chika's mouth . He moved his hand just in time before eyes from other cla.s.smates turned to glare at him . Alice stared at him skeptically .

Half an hour later, the professor dismissed the cla.s.s, but gestured for Clyde to remain . He gulped . She didn't respond as if she'd write him up or whatever they did for punishment at the academy, but that look still played no games .

Alice and Chika didn't budge until the professor's glare struck them like Truck-kun . They gathered their things .

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"See you after cla.s.ses," Chika said .

"See you next cla.s.s," Alice said .

"See you," Clyde said, heart hammering . Alice and Chika bent over as if to kiss him, but stopped to eye each other then at the observant professor . A wide-eyed professor .

"Bye," both women said, but the instructor halted them . They gulped .

"Go find the student council president and hand her these," she said, pa.s.sing over papers to both Alice and Chika . "She's either in the student council room, dean's office, or that one meeting place…I think the Sect room on the top floor . Hurry, hurry . Those papers are important . We've got school events coming up soon . "

The school event trope…Clyde would worry about that one when the time came . He couldn't wait to dive back into the realms of athleticism . Well, to be honest, he'd skip the event if it meant nestling between Harumi's…Oh boy, the l.u.s.t just wouldn't stop .

When Alice and Chika left, the professor locked the door for some reason . Clyde gave her a confused look .

"I don't have a cla.s.s after this . Now, Clyde, we've got to talk . "

"Look, I'm sorry prof—"

"It's Hinako," she interrupted . He took her in, as if seeing the woman for the first time . Long black hair and glistening green eyes, complimented nice curves . Nice b.r.e.a.s.t.s . Dressed in a professional blouse and skirt, she still made the no-nonsense look s.e.xy . "No need to be so formal, we're both adults . "

Clyde gulped . "Now about this problem . " Her hand curled around his horn . "You can't expect for an unmarried woman to not get excited when someone openly expresses to her that she's attractive . My friends make fun of me for being single and living alone . Drunk and workaholic they call me . " She pushed away the desk in front of Clyde then straddled him . Hinako undid her hair, allowing it to fall . "Let's get to know each other . "

[Your relations.h.i.+p with Hinako has changed from neutral to friendly- highly s.e.xually interested . ]

Clyde's mouth went agape, but the professor only smiled . She began the kissing .

Chika and Alice trotted down the halls, annoyed, not with each other, but with that cow of a processor . She totally blocked them . What a nuisance—she was a thirty-year-old hag who needed to just go away and get married already .

Chika shook her head . She should be getting ravished by Clyde, gliding her fingers around his chest, not running errands . She and Alice spoke their thoughts simultaneously .

"So much for the respect of the top student," Chika said .

"So much for being the heir of the Hades throne," Alice said . They looked at each other then laughed .

Sazuki wasn't in the first two rooms the professor mentioned, so the young women took the stairs to the top floor . Students rarely went up this high due to Administration . The duo located the room far in a back hall .

Chika opened the door and promptly dropped her papers .

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