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Chapter 27

From Now On, I Will Be Your Teaching Assistant (1)

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I understand that “creampie regression” is activated when I ejaculate inside a virgin.

I still can’t conclusively confirm the condition, but I understand that if the woman is a virgin, then as long as I ejaculate inside her, it will definitely activate.

I’ve gained some knowledge.

Regardless of my awareness, if the other person is a virgin, I can return simply by ejaculating inside her.

But.

‘Why is a succubus a virgin?’

I couldn’t understand it.

‘Why would a lust demon be a virgin?’

The succubus race was one that lived by consuming men’s vital essence.

Just as vampires lived by drinking human blood, succubi were beings who survived by absorbing human essence.

A succubus was a virgin?

Where in the world had anyone heard such insane nonsense?

Wasn’t it no different from a female succubus character in some subculture mobile gacha game being marketed as, “She was actually a virgin~,” simply to boost sales?

In the first place, no blood had flowed when I shoved my dick inside her.

I had checked below just in case, but there wasn’t the slightest trace of blood.

‘Could it be that succubi don’t have one?’

It was possible.

Just as Eris had apparently suffered vaginal bleeding while training as a knight, I couldn’t categorically say that Natalie hadn’t experienced the same thing.

If that was the case.

‘Why did she hide the fact that she was a virgin?’

After returning from death.

Now that I had ejaculated inside her and my mind was racing fiercely.

‘There are three possibilities.’

I guessed why Natalie had failed to mention that she was a virgin, and why she had hidden it to the very end even while being raped.

One. Fear.

She was afraid that if she said she was a virgin, I would want her even more and try to have my way with her.

It was already widely known that I preferred virgins, and that information must have spread openly throughout the Vampire Legion.

As someone who had belonged to the intelligence unit, there was no way she could have missed information like that.

Two. Shame.

Perhaps being a virgin as a succubus was even more embarrassing than being raped.

Succubi were lust demons.

Yet saying that she was a virgin meant she had never had sex, which also meant she had never had a man beneath her like the other succubi.

Just as a man who was still a virgin after turning thirty could casually be called a virgin loser on the Internet, but would find it awkward to admit as much to people around him, being a virgin might have been an even greater source of shame for a succubus.

Three. This was the least likely possibility, but…

‘Could she be a virgin slut?’

A virgin succubus with a rape fetish.

Being raped by a human was certainly humiliating, but if she had that sort of masochistic inclination, then perhaps that was precisely why she could enjoy even greater pleasure.

‘A troublesome type?’

The sort of woman who said no with her mouth but clung to you with her pussy, insisting that she liked it.

‘I can’t help it.’

I had confirmed it.

I had confirmed that this succubus named Natalie at least didn’t know the fact that “she had brought the poison.”

‘Not guilty.’

She was merely a virgin who had been used.

If that was the case, then I had no choice but to use that fact against her.

“.......”

Silence continued.

Since I had been thinking rather deeply, Natalie had by then come down from the afterglow of her climax and had begun cautiously watching my expression.

“......Hoo.”

I lightly exhaled.

“That was good.”

I let out a sigh in as languid a voice as possible.

As if I, too, were savoring the afterglow after ejaculation for a long time, I patted Natalie’s thigh and tilted my head back.

“Is it because you’re a succubus?”

I could probe her a little.

“You’re incredible. That’s not a pussy I would have thought belonged to a virgin.”

“I-I’m not a virgin!!”

Bingo.

She had a fit.

“You’re not a virgin?”

“O-Of course not! A-A-A succubus couldn’t possibly be a virgin!”

“That’s true.”

If she hadn’t been a virgin, by this point I would have been going through “May I put it in? Attempt Three” all over again.

“Right. If you had been a virgin, I would have fucked you more gently.”

“G-Gently…?”

“I have a personal theory.”

I lightly stroked Natalie’s leg with one hand, as if massaging it.

“No matter how much it’s rape, I believe that a virgin woman should be made capable of enjoying the pleasure of sex more joyfully than anyone else.”

“What does that…?”

“You’re going to be having sex for the rest of your life anyway, so it’s better to enjoy your first experience, right? Starting with pleasure is better than starting with pain. Like this.”

I pushed my dick inside Natalie again.

My semen and her fluids mixed together with a wet squelch, but Natalie covered her mouth with her hand once more, trying to suppress her moans.

Squelch, squelch.

I moved my hips languidly.

Unlike the violent piston thrusts with which I had initially impaled Natalie, I bent my upper body forward, rubbing and grinding my dick this way and that as I searched for her erogenous zones.

“Haaah….”

I deliberately let out a breathy sigh.

“What should I do about this pussy?”

I licked my lips as though Natalie’s pussy was driving me wild, as though I couldn’t contain my delight at it and wanted to keep eating her from now on.

“Do you bring the meals every day?”

“Th-That….”

“Or did you prepare that food yourself?”

I pressed my dick firmly inside her and brought my face closer.

“Hm? Tell me. Did you cook it yourself?”

“I merely transported the food prepared by the kitchen….”

Natalie answered obediently, her face flushing red.

There was a faint look of disappointment on her face at the stark difference in the way my dick was moving compared to before.

‘Even a succubus can’t resist this, huh?’

In a world where rape was the norm, she had probably never heard of sex that fulfilled a woman’s fantasies.

“That’s too bad. I wanted to try something you had cooked yourself.”

“Th-That….”

“Shh. I’m eating you right now, aren’t I?”

She had been raped and used for her first experience, and now her second experience was being shared languidly, face-to-face. Naturally, she couldn’t help but feel the contrast all the more sharply.

But then.

“Ah. Succubi know how to use various kinds of sexual magic, don’t they?”

“Sexual magic…?”

Natalie was flustered.

She was confused because I was acting as though we would continue having sex while asking her about something else.

“Right. There are a few experiments I want to conduct for use in the training room, and fortunately, I happened to have something to ask you about.”

I had said it in a way that made it seem as though I might stop having sex with her.

“I want to research various methods of corrupting people with sexual magic. I just thought of a good idea, so after this is over, I suppose I’ll have to go out and bring someone in.”

“......!!”

I rubbed my dick languidly.

“A-Aah…!!”

Her body trembled.

A deep moan escaped her.

Tears welled up in her eyes as her back arched, the corners of her eyes quivered, and tears streamed down the sides of her face.

“Whew.”

I pulled my dick out.

Naturally, I had ejaculated inside her a second time.

“Natalie. This might sound strange.”

I patted Natalie’s face with my hand and rose.

“But I’m letting you live.”

I really was.

* * *

After ejaculating inside Natalie a second time.

‘This is a bit of a problem.’

After wiping Natalie’s pussy with tissues and sending her outside, I swallowed hard at the state of my now-softened dick.

‘If I don’t rest, I won’t even be able to ejaculate inside someone anymore.’

Human beings had limits.

No matter how many times a person ejaculated, after four or five times, they would begin thinking, ‘This is getting difficult.’

Fortunately, since this was the young body of a man in his early twenties, I thought I could somehow manage up to seven times if I endured for a day or two and spaced them out. But toward the end, what came out probably wouldn’t be semen anymore, but a thin trickle of cloudy dick fluid.

The biggest problem was—

“......Hoo.”

After the regression, it felt as though all the creampies I had performed had piled up at once, and the fatigue had descended upon me in its entirety.

My dick itself wasn’t so sore that it felt necrotic, but a headache throbbed as if my brain were being pricked repeatedly.

‘Mental strength is the problem.’

Even if time in a game could be rewound with Save & Load, there was no avoiding the player’s stamina being depleted in reality. Likewise, there was nothing I could do about my mental strength wearing down.

“.......”

For now, I would deal with the most urgent problem first.

‘Take care of Natalie, and make sure she can’t poison the food again.’

At the same time, I had to prevent any suspicions about me from arising.

Creak.

The door opened.

“I’m… back.”

Natalie.

And behind her, two succubi with somewhat uncomfortable expressions entered the room.

“I heard you were looking for me, Instructor.”

“That’s right.”

The succubus secretary—

‘Come to think of it, have I ever been told your name?’

“No. You haven’t.”

She answered me with an even colder expression and voice than usual.

“.......”

So she had told them she had been raped.

No, they couldn’t have failed to realize it.

The traces of intercourse were still clearly visible on the bed.

‘I deliberately left them there.’

Even if this situation slightly lowered the succubus secretary’s opinion of me, surviving came first.

More importantly, it felt as though something terrible would happen if I asked about it now, so I would wait until things were less hectic before asking her name.

“You in the back.”

“Ah, yes!”

A suited succubus with twin tails answered in a loud voice.

“Are you the succubus who prepared this food?”

“Y-Yes, I am!”

“I see. Your unit and name?”

“I-I’m Casey, a cook assigned to the Supply Corps.”

“Casey. I see.”

I languidly rose and approached the food.

“Eat it.”

“......Pardon?”

When I opened the lid of the tightly sealed dish, the cook Casey’s expression stiffened.

“I said eat it.”

“E-Excuse me, Instructor…?”

“Do my words not sound like words to you?”

I deliberately dragged a chair roughly across the floor and pointed at the food with my middle finger.

“Eat it.”

“.......”

To anyone watching, it looked as though I was displeased with the food, and was trying to resolve that displeasure by forcing the person who had prepared it to eat it—a truly obnoxious old-school bastard’s behavior.

In other words, hazing by forced feeding.

“Ex-Excuse me. Instructor…? Did I perhaps make some kind of mistake…?”

“I said eat it. Don’t make me repeat myself.”

“Ex-Excuse me. Lady Lilith….”

“......You.”

The succubus secretary called Lilith openly expressed her irritation.

“Follow the Instructor’s orders.”

“B-But…!”

“I said obey.”

Ah. I understood why she was angry.

She was already furious because I had touched Natalie, and now that this succubus named Casey had forcibly revealed her name to me, she seemed thoroughly annoyed.

“B-But….”

“What’s the matter, Cook Casey?”

I walked forward and firmly locked the door.

“I merely want to commend you for preparing the food by having you eat what you made yourself.”

“.......”

“Secretary.”

“Yes.”

If I had called her by her name, she probably wouldn’t have answered.

“The Instructor has issued an order, but the Supply Corps cook refuses to obey. What should be done?”

“That….”

“I’m only asking her to eat the food. Why are you hesitating so much? Hm?”

I grasped the wine bottle as languidly as possible and pulled the cork free.

“I wish to personally commend the cooks who will be serving me good food from now on.”

“.......”

Casey’s expression gradually grew pale.

“We should have a drink, shouldn’t we?”

Ah.

Fortunately.

“Instructor.”

Lilith’s face, already rigid, twisted further.

“Do not drink that.”

“Hm? Why?”

“That….”

Lilith immediately turned around and—

“I’ll make this bitch eat it first.”

The moment she said that, Lilith had already seized Cook Casey by the neck and snapped her fingers.

Whiiiiiip!

Pink chains emerged from a magic circle floating in midair and instantly wrapped around Casey’s limbs.

“Why is this happening?”

“It’s poison.”

“......Poison?”

“Yes. Poison.”

Yes, I knew.

I had already drunk it twice.

“......Was I about to be poisoned to death?”

I set down the wineglass in disbelief.

“.......”

Natalie, who had been standing silently, also turned pale.

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