Chapter 88

### Chapter 88: Lim Sol's Lab (2)

"Wow, how can you grade all of these by yourself?"

"You can do it if you work hard."

Lim Sol answered me while grading the answer sheets.

I can't believe the answer sheets just keep coming and never seem to end.

Professor Lim is in charge of a course for all grades, so he has to grade all the answer sheets from all the grade-level wizards.

Why isn't the Victoria Academy automated?

There's a good system called MMR cards.

"By the way, why doesn't the Academy use automated grading?"

"Human beings are more accurate than machines."

"Really?"

What is he talking about? It sounds like an old department head who doesn't trust machines and insists on manual calculations.

"Machines can be manipulated. Whether it's the person controlling the machine or the person writing the answer sheet."

"... If you think about it that way, it's more dangerous for professors to grade. The possibility of mistakes or manipulation is higher on their side."

"Professors take a mana oath. An oath to never manipulate."

"..."

Indeed, the mana oath is invincible everywhere.

But there are more accurate methods.

"Then, why not have the students take a mana oath? That way, there's no possibility of manipulation."

"You don't know the mana oath? The procedure is very complicated."

Ah, it's not like in novels where you can just say, 'I'll take a mana oath...!'

Hold on, if the professors took a mana oath, I shouldn't be grading at all.

"No matter how I think about it, grading is a dangerous task."

"You're not going to give everyone higher scores, are you? And if you make a mistake, it's okay. After all, the answer sheets are public, and any student whose score is reduced by even one point will come looking with fire in their eyes."

"You really do the bare minimum, don't you?"

"Thanks."

Lim Sol seemed to ignore my sarcasm and focused on grading.

"Still, it's reduced a lot, Professor."

Looking at the remaining stack of answer sheets, I sighed, but it was noticeably smaller than when we started.

"Indeed. It's definitely faster with two people. Thanks. I have more time for research."

"... Yes. Being a professor at the Academy is tough. The workload is really intense."

We've been grading answer sheets for a few hours, and I think we've done about a quarter of them.

Since my grading speed is almost the same as Lim Sol's, it must take a lot longer if he does it alone.

"You get paid more than the workload, though."

"Ah... Indeed, money can solve anything."

"But it's not just the workload; the students also give you a lot of hate."

Every day, there are backroom discussions about professors on Every Day. Comments like the class is boring, not helpful, or the professor is ugly, pour in anonymously.

Of course, Every Day doesn't make much effort to remove them. These comments can be used to evaluate professors, and in fact, comments that insult appearance only bring more hate and no good words.

Most of the comments are about the quality of the classes.

"I don't get much hate, though. My evaluations have always been high."

"Well, that's because you're a genius, Professor."

You can recall the content others prepare for hours in just five minutes, so there's no need to prepare.

And with your good looks, listening to your class is a pleasure.

"Hmm, I've heard such comments a lot since I was young. It wasn't a good feeling."

Lim Sol's face stiffened slightly, and the atmosphere seemed to drop a bit.

"...?"

Why is he not happy to hear compliments?

★ Heroine Status

- [Affection: 50]

- [Lust: 25]

- [Hunger: 30]

- [Fatigue: 40]

Current Status: I used to cry a lot when I was called a monster. It's just a memory now. Tsk.

'Oh...'

So, there was such a background.

Indeed, who doesn't have a difficult past?

I brought up a topic that made the atmosphere drop. What should I do?

"But, it's the midterm period. Is it okay for you to help so much?"

Fortunately, Lim Sol seemed to try to shake off the bad memories and brought up a different topic.

After all, we've been grading for over three hours.

"I don't really have anything to prepare, so it's fine."

"You're really confident. I'm curious about the exam results."

Lim Sol looked at me with curiosity, wondering why I've been helping for hours during the exam period.

"Those who are good prepare everything in advance. The real test starts tomorrow. What's the point of training now? I need to manage my condition."

"You say you're managing your condition, but you're overworking yourself, aren't you?"

"Being with Professor is the best way to manage my condition."

"Sure, sure. Do well on the exam."

It was a heartfelt line, but he didn't pay much attention. A bit sad.

"Really, let's make a bet on the exam results. I'm confident."

"I don't really like betting."

"Let's bet on a perfect score. How about it?"

"... A perfect score?"

Lim Sol seemed a bit interested in the idea of a perfect score.

"Yes. A perfect score in all subjects. It's doable, right?"

"I don't know how confident you are, but a perfect score is doable."

A big catch.

"I'm confident too. What do you want to bet?"

"You decide. But don't make it too harsh. Adjust it yourself."

"Then, if I win... oh."

What should I do? I was so focused on the bet that I didn't decide the reward.

I want to make progress with Lim Sol... What would interest her?

Then, I remembered the flyer I saw in the magic hall lobby on my way to Lim Sol's lab.

'National Magic Research Expo is being held next month!'

The Magic Research Expo.

This might pique her interest.

"If I win, let's go to the Magic Research Expo together."

"Magic Research Expo...? I'm fine with it, but it's just a bunch of old people and magic fanatics. You won't find it interesting."

"The important thing is going with Professor. Is that okay?"

"Sure. If I win, you have to come and help with research for two hours every day."

"... That's a bit much. I just want to go out for a day..."

"Then, how about once every two days?"

"That's... fine."

I don't really care since I'm going to win, but I need to give off the impression that I'm not 100% confident to make Lim Sol feel better.

"Okay. Then, let's grade your answer sheet first."

Lim Sol flipped through the 1st-year answer sheets and pulled out a sheet.

"Sorry, but you couldn't have gotten question 30 right."

With a confident smile, Lim Sol flipped to the back of the answer sheet and then opened her eyes wide and gaped.

"Eh, eh...?"

"Question 30. It was a high-level trap, as Professor said. I'm probably the only one who got it right."

It was a problem involving the calculation of interactions between magic arrays provided in the question.

Most students would have calculated the interaction between the two magic arrays given in the problem, but there was a hidden magic array within the first magic array.

Since the problem required calculating the interaction including the hidden magic array, most students got it wrong.

No one in the exam room would have used the magic array in practice.

Only someone who can see what magic will occur just by looking at a magic array, like me.

"How did you get it right! I designed the question so no one would pass my exam!"

Lim Sol clenched her fists tightly, looking genuinely upset.

"Ah..."

Now that I think about it, that was the setup.

Professor Lim's class is so advanced that no one ever gets a perfect score. It was a pointless setup.

It was intentional.

"Does it feel more real now? I'm confident I'll get a perfect score. Are you going to cancel the bet now?"

"... No. You'll probably get it wrong somewhere else."

Her expression looked a bit pouty. Kind of cute.

"But, it really shows how much effort I put in. It was so difficult. I spent more time on question 30 than on all the other questions combined."

Actually, it took me less than 10 minutes to solve everything, but it didn't make much of a difference.

"... Yeah."

"Ah, it's tiring! Grading for three hours is so exhausting. Where do you find a student who works for three hours without pay for a professor? Right?"

I tried to show that I was working hard, but it didn't seem to resonate.

"That's appreciated."

Fortunately, this had an effect.

"Shouldn't I get some pay too? I did more than 1/10 of the work."

"You do other things for me, don't you?"

"Other things?"

Lim Sol stuck out her tongue and made an O shape with her hand, moving it back and forth in front of her mouth.

"Ah..."

"Can you do it now?"

"... Please."

Lim Sol put the answer sheets aside and approached my sofa, kneeling down.

Although this sudden change in atmosphere was unexpected, it was always like this with Lim Sol.

Lim Sol brushed her hair behind her ears, pulled down my pants, and took out my penis.

Sniff, sniff.

"... Professor, it's a bit embarrassing to smell it."

It's not like we're naked in bed, and I'm in a one-sided situation, so it feels a bit embarrassing.

"I'm curious how such a smell can come from an excretory organ. Is there anyone else who has learned this skill? I want to learn it too."

"Um, probably not. I got it from the black market by chance..."

"Really? That's a shame. Haa."

Lim Sol didn't seem to be serious and quickly focused on my penis.

Her soft lips sucked the head, and the moist tongue wrapped around the shaft, making my penis throb.

"Suck... slurp. Hiss. Slurp."

How did she get better at this than Lilia? Does she watch porn or something?

I realized that being a magic genius means being a sex genius too.

"Suck... slurp. Slurp. Slurp."

Lim Sol started to stimulate my penis more intensely. Taking it deep into her mouth and licking the shaft with her tongue, she gave me an intense pleasure.

Moreover, her cat-like eyes occasionally checked my reaction, and each time our eyes met, a sense of conquest and the thrill of being served by such a beautiful woman rose in me.

The urge to cum didn't take long to rise.

"Professor... I'm about to cum."

"Mmm. Slurp."

When I said I was about to cum, Lim Sol took my penis deeper into her mouth and moved her head back and forth, stimulating the head.

Determined to taste the cum on her tongue, I couldn't hold back and cummed, shaking my body.

However, the timing was off, and my cumming penis shot out of her mouth, splattering her face with sticky cum.

"Slurp. Ugh, it's sticky. And it's a waste."

Lim Sol exhaled a hot breath, wiped the cum off her face with her hand, and licked her fingers.

"Professor, are you... okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

Lim Sol took all the cum she could with her hand and then cleaned her face and clothes with a cleaning spell.

"Good meal today. See you next time."

"Yep... I'll go."

Lim Sol's blowjob is like a farewell.

A thank you for helping with today's work.

Except for the first time when she said my penis was different, she only does it once, which is a bit disappointing.

*

After leaving Lim Sol's lab, I returned to the dorm.

I spent more time than I thought, so I need to rest a bit before going to bed.

I sent a message to Lilia saying I'd be late, so she probably ate on her own.

Ding!

As soon as I entered, Lilia came out to greet me.

"You're here?"

"Yep. Did you eat dinner?"

"No. I was waiting to eat with you!"

Her eyes sparkled.

Lilia has been getting brighter lately.

When she talked to her mother in hell and when she saw my famous video. These two events were turning points, but I don't know why.

"Fortunately, I didn't eat either, but what would you have done if I had?"

"Then, I would have to eat your cum or something."

"... How about an appetizer before dinner?"

I took Lilia's sexual innuendo seriously.

Since Lim Sol only did it once, it felt even better. This is perfect.

"Uh? Now? Without dinner?"

"We can do it while waiting for the delivery, eat, and do it again."

"I, I'm fine... Ugh... Master. Slurp."

I pulled Lilia into a kiss and led her to the bed.

Time to experiment with the differences between Lim Sol's blowjob and a succubus's blowjob.