เข้าสู่ระบบYou think I'm just playing around? You think I won't cross that line?
I stare down at Professor Hilbert's perfectly calm, knowing smile. He is treating my confession like a child throwing a tantrum. It pisses me off.
I don't say another word. I grab his hot wrist, completely closing the distance between us, and lean down.
My lips crash directly into his.
I expect him to freeze. I expect him to pull away, to finally shatter that holy, unto
Arlo looks like he wants to bury his face in his hands, but I don’t give him the chance.I grab his wrist, dragging him toward the exit before any other clients can try to flirt with me.I don't make it two steps past the cafeteria doors before I press my back against the cold stone wall, signaling Arlo to stay silent.Through the heavy, slightly ajar doors, Medusa's voice rips through the air like a jagged blade."Damn it all!" she snarls. "Why is she so powerful? Why does every Professor treat her like she's made of glass and gold? And most importantly...why does she smell so distinctly of Professor Hilbert?"I feel Arlo stiffen beside me at the mention of the Professor's name.I just smirk, leaning my head back against the wall. Guilty as charged."Professor Hilbert...The pristine, untouchable God of Abundance. How could he be claimed by a brat like Rea? What does she have that I don't?""Liviel," she hisses. "Y
As the God of Abundance, Professor Hilbert exercises absolute dominion over the sowing of seeds, the harvest of crops, the herding of beasts, and the prosperity of the earth.But as I sit practically pinned to his lap in his private office, my brain suddenly remembers the final, most potent aspect of his divine portfolio.Reproduction.And right now, his absolute, flawless restraint is visibly slipping.The raw, unrestrained aura of his divinity is leaking into the room, accelerating the growth of every living thing in its path.In my peripheral vision, the potted ivy goes absolutely feral, scaling the walls in seconds to weave a thick, impenetrable canopy across the ceiling.Clusters of lilies violently burst into bloom all around us. Their heavy, intoxicating scent floods the room, instantly mixing with the hot pine radiating from Hilbert's skin.It is a sudden, suffocating spring flood of raw vitality—the reckless, u
Professor Nyla hands me a customized training regimen.One glance at the unhinged weight requirements and combat sets tells me everything. It isn't designed for a student,it's perfectly calibrated to push a seasoned assassin to her absolute limits."You underwent highly lethal training before enrolling," the Giantess rumbles, leaning against the weapon rack. "Stick to your habits. We are just increasing the intensity."I don't hold back.For the next hour, every strike and evasion I make on the mat is stripped down to raw, military-grade efficiency."It makes perfect sense you Awakened to the Reaper bloodline," Nyla notes approvingly as I step off the mat.She gestures to my thigh holster. "Custom firearm? Let me see."I hand over my matte-black pistol."I'm running dangerously low on ammo, Professor. Can the Academy supply free bullets?" I ask, my brain never missing a chance to exploit the school's budget.Nyla e
"Are you absolutely certain now, Professor?" I whisper, my hand still securely trapped in his broad, warm palm."I am certain of nothing," Hilbert murmurs, his emerald eyes impossibly dark in the dim, humid lighting of my dorm room."But I am acutely aware of one thing, Rea. If I delay this any longer...whether your intentions are true or false, you will slip right through my fingers. And I refuse to let that happen."I raise an eyebrow, a wicked thrill shooting down my spine. "So, what exactly is the Professor thinking?""If you are willing," he says, his voice dropping into a velvety, intoxicating purr, "I want us to have time. Real time. To understand each other, beneath the surface."Without breaking eye contact, Hilbert slowly lifts my trapped hand.He doesn't bring it to his lips.Instead, he guides my palm down, slipping it inside the deep V-neck of his robe, and presses my bare hand directly against his naked chest, right over
The mathematical probability of your boyfriend getting flattened by a wild mountain boar is practically zero.But thanks to the Blood Moon frenzy, the odds were apparently not in his favor.I stare at my phone screen, reading the text twice just to make sure my eyes aren't malfunctioning.Chloe had cried until she fainted, woke up, cried some more, and then suddenly realized that the tragedy had caused her Awakening Purity to spike.Now, she has hastily buried the poor guy in record time and is frantically begging me to extract her so she can get her mutation tested at the Academy.What a profitable tragedy.As a premium mercenary, I fully intend to extract her at noon.But before I can leave campus, I have a massive, God-tier problem to solve.Professor Hilbert.I am currently sitting in his private office, stubbornly clinging to my Chloe disguise."Please, sit," Hilbert murmurs, pouring a cup of warm tea. He slides it across the mahogany desk. "And here I thought you were genuinely
Through the morning mist, my eyes lock onto our target.Vera, the Dark Elf. Her obsidian skin and silver hair make her stand out instantly as she takes over the Sphinx's patrol sector.I don't waste time staring. I pull out my phone as it buzzes with a new message.[Venus- Chloe]:I'm so sorry for the late reply. I'm afraid I can't come back to campus today. Could you please cover my classes for me? I will pay you extra credits.I lean against the cold concrete wall, a satisfied smirk curving my lips. Business is booming.[DeathGod- Rea]:No problem at all, sweetie! Just let me know when you need an extraction. Also, have a wonderful time with your boyfriend.[Venus- Chloe]:There is no wonderful time...My boyfriend...h







