Chapter 76: I’m sorry
Eren locked her hips down as his shaft twitched violently deep inside her tight chamber, shooting every single drop of his hot cum deep into her core.
Mira let out a long, shuddering scream, her internal muscles greedily milking his length as she collapsed forward onto his chest.
"Ah... Eren..." she panted heavily into his neck. "This is... absolute heaven..."
A few quiet moments passed, but instead of sliding off him to rest, Mira suddenly lifted her head with a devilish, predatory smile spread across her flushed face as she looked down into his blue eyes.
"And honestly, Young Master?" she purred, her hips giving a subtle, teasing twitch around his still-hard shaft. "I want a whole lot more of this heaven tonight."
’Fuck, I guess I’ve accidentally unlocked her hidden nympho stats. But a guy with little stamina might actually be terrified right now... but fortunately for her, my cock is built for overtime.’
Eren effortlessly wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her entire voluptuous body in one smooth motion as he stood up from the floor, ready for round two.
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The morning sun rose gracefully over the horizon, spilling golden warmth across the dorm room through the half-drawn curtains.
Eren was sleeping soundly, his physical stats thoroughly drained after executing an absurd number of overtime rounds deep into the night.
However... he slowly began to notice a few strange, highly pleasant sensations.
The pillow beneath his head felt warm, exceptionally soft, and possessed a remarkably plush. Furthermore, a pair of gentle fingers was slowly running through his hair, giving him soothing relaxation through his nervous system.
Eren lazily opened his eyes —only to be instantly greeted by two massive mounds hovering directly above his face, completely blocking his view of the ceiling.
"Wow," Eren muttered in appreciation.
Mira looked down at him, her eyes sparkling as a radiant smile broke across her face. "Good morning, Young Master."
Eren realised he was currently resting his head directly on her bare lap in the middle of the bed. Neither of them possessed a single stitch of clothing, nor were there any blankets covering them.
’By the heavens, If this isn’t an absolute, five-star Paradise to spend an eternity in, I don’t know what is.’
"Good morning, Mira," Eren murmured, turning his head slightly against her soft thighs. "When did you wake up?"
"Just a little while ago," Mira replied, her fingers continuing their gentle massage through his hair. "But watching your peaceful sleeping face made me just want to stay like this and pamper you."
Staring up at her pale, exposed curves, Eren felt his lower parameters immediately attempt to initiate an automatic combat reboot. But a quick glance at the sunlight told him that time was an extremely scarce commodity this morning. Too bad.
Noticing his subtle glance toward the window, Mira grinned, a completely unhinged expression that matched his own energy to a tee. She leaned her upper body down, her massive cleavage nearly enveloping his face as she whispered into his ear.
"While you were sleeping like a baby, Young Master... I decided to borrow that strange little instant camera machine of yours."
She pulled a piece of paper from under the pillow and held it up right in front of his eyes.
Eren took the photograph, examining the image with a raised eyebrow.
It was a perfect selfie. Mira was beaming shamelessly at the camera, holding the device at an angle that captured her completely naked, voluptuous body with his head resting peacefully on her plush lap.
The result was so outrageously, breathtakingly lewd that he couldn’t be contained in normal archives. It appears she became his fearless partner in crime.
Mira clasped her hands together with absolute delight. "Since today is officially a campus holiday, let’s make a massive breakfast together and just have fun in bed all day long!"
Eren’s brow furrowed in heart-wrenching disappointment. Under normal circumstances, he would jump straight into that proposition without a single second thought.
"As much as my soul desires to execute that exact plan, Mira... I can’t," Eren muttered with a dramatic sigh. "I have an urgent meeting scheduled for today."
Mira’s radiant smile slowly withered. For a fraction of a second, a dark, strangely intense flicker flashed across her features—a microscopic glimpse of a possessive streak that made Eren’s heart skip for a second.
"Is that so...?" Mira asked softly, her voice dropping into possessiveness. "And who, exactly, is the person daring to steal my private time with my young master?"
Eren looked at her face with dark delight as a yandere potential surfaced in his sweet maid.
Absolutely marvelous.
He pushed himself up into a sitting position, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her close. "Don’t look so crestfallen. How about this? Next week, I’ll take you three out into the city for a full day of leisure."
The gloomy aura instantly evaporated as Mira cheered with bright, childlike happiness, throwing her arms around his neck.
***
Meanwhile, on the opposite side of the academy grounds inside the female dormitory, a piercing scream shattered the morning silence.
"Hey! Wake up! What’s wrong with you?!"
A female student was kneeling frantically in the middle of the hallway, desperately shaking her unconscious friend, who had suddenly collapsed onto the cold floor.
There was zero response.
The student turned her head around to look at a tall, purple-haired girl standing barely three feet away, trembling in panic.
"What... what did you just do to her?!" the student shrieked, backing away in fear.
Violet Lavenza stood frozen in the corridor, her eyes wide with terror, her lip quivering uncontrollably.
"I... I didn’t do anything..." she stammered, tears welled up in her eyes. "I... I truly thought it was cured... I thought it was okay now..."
Hearing the commotion, several bystanders slowly began to gather at the ends of the hallway. The moment they saw the purple-haired girl, whispers began to circulate like wildfire, it felt her surroundings suffocating her with invisible pressure.
Unable to bear the weight of her own fear that she might harm them, Violet turned around and bolted away the hallway in utter despair.
"I’m sorry... I’m so sorry!" she sobbed.