The Broken Possessors of the Infinite Regression Academy

Chapter 216 – Side Story: Priscilla – 1

I had forgotten that Elisier, like Priscilla, was also the owner of quite twisted desires, although she did not show it so openly. While I was standing there dumbfounded, Elisier urged me once again.

“Now, what are you doing? Here is my womb. With your hands, crush with all your might the sacred space created for giving birth, and turn it into an organ for pleasure only.”

Long, slender fingers pressed hard against her lower abdomen. Her slightly swollen lower abdomen was crushed by the fingers and then bounced back up elastically.

As if they were trying to show off the body parts inside.

Even though she was on the verge of death from suffocation, she was panting with pleasure, and even though she was beaten until her lower abdomen was red and swollen, she was still oozing evidence of pleasure. Her severe masochism was about to be fully displayed.

“… … Here? What if they find out?”

“There will be two more perverts added to Bellium Academy. That would be quite an interesting diversion, wouldn’t it?”

It’s just talk, even if someone were to see the current situation, there would be many ways to overcome it. Elisier knows that too, so she can speak so openly.

Honestly, there was no reason to refuse. Elisier, who saw my hand reaching down to her lower abdomen, lifted her skirt higher with an expression of eerie anticipation. Her sunken belly button was revealed beyond her lower abdomen.

Kkuuk, he pressed the palm of his hand just above the uterus.

“Haaah… … .”

Sweet moans were already flowing out from between her half-open lips. Warm heat and a soft, elastic sensation were transmitted. Elisier’s body was still attractive.

I don’t think there’s a woman like that around me.

“Haaang… … A little more… … .”

He pressed his lower abdomen with his palm and took off the magic tool hanging around his neck. There was no need for this. What would happen if he used something like a tool and lost control of his strength?

“Why did you stop? Huh.”

Before a voice of bewilderment could escape, he grabbed her by the throat and pinned her head against the tree. As the space between his thumb and index finger squeezed her neck, a look of delight began to flow across her face.

“Isn’t it better to do it by hand? No?”

“Ugh… … Grumble… … .”

Elisier seemed to be trying to say something, but her throat was completely crushed, so all she could make was a gurgling sound. Despite that, she nodded her head with a desperate smile on her face.

As I watched her face gradually turning bright red, I suddenly remembered an old memory. At that time, Elisier had been the first to do something. I learned that even if I called Seongchang the next day, it was okay.

‘It turned out well in the end, but… … .’

He remembered the sadism that had overtaken him as he had done such things to Elisier, and he had unconsciously become excited by it. Could he still do that now?

I scanned Elisier’s body. Of course, it was far from the Chairman’s, but compared to Nikana Rosaria, who was right next in line, her breasts were not at all inferior in size, and her firm 11-pack abs caught my eye.

It was quiet so far. I didn’t care because I was going to go a long way anyway. There was only one thing I had to worry about. What if I really was a person who was only excited by such things?

“Ugh… … Ugh… … .”

A voice that was on the verge of gasping for breath was heard right in front of me. Elisier, her face as red as if she was going to burst, was drooling with her eyes half-open.

She instinctively tried to release her strength, but then stopped. She had a face that looked like she might die at any moment, but she never let go of the hand that was holding up her skirt. It meant that she was still enjoying the moment.

If I let go of my arms here, it would ruin the mood. After a moment of hesitation, I let go of my strength just a little bit. Just enough to barely keep myself from dying, even if I had to breathe with all my might.

“Grrrrrrr… … .”

As I expected, Elisier was struggling desperately to breathe, but was also enjoying the suffocating sensation that covered her entire body.

“What a pervert with no answers.”

Elisier, who heard my words, stuck out her tongue and smiled pervertedly as I said.

“Are you laughing?”

“—Kyahak?!”

A fist was stuck in her lower abdomen. Elisier’s body flinched at the sensation of the oxygen she had finally inhaled flowing back out.

It must have really hurt a lot just now. It must have been because I had to use all my strength. At least if it was a normal person, it would have been enough to burst their insides in one hit.

I pulled away my fist. The place where I was hit was bright red, and dead blood was already gushing out, staining my skin blue. I pressed my palm to the bruise. It felt warm, as if it was heating up.

“good?”

“Huhhh… … .”

Nodding. Elisier smiled even as she shed tears. A twisted pleasure appeared on her face.

“Shut up?!”

The fist was planted in the same spot again. Even though she was Elisier, this time it really hurt, as her body buckled. The hand that was lifting up her skirt was trembling.

After just two punches, his lower abdomen turned blue. Cold sweat formed on his skin and flowed down his 11-pack abs.

I followed the sweat droplets down. They passed my lower abdomen, which was starting to turn dark, and reached my black underwear, where they were absorbed and disappeared.

“That’s amazing, Elisier. I’m serious.”

He let out a small laugh. While his upper body was writhing in excruciating pain, his lower body was honestly delighted.

The evidence was the underwear that absorbed the liquid to its limit and then started spitting it out little by little. The outline of the body beyond the piece of cloth that was not even half the size of the palm of one’s hand was clearly visible.

He tightened his grip on her neck. Elisier gasped as the oxygen supply, which had been barely supplying her, was cut off again.

If this continues for a few minutes, he will die from lack of oxygen. His neck may even break before that. Elisier would take even greater pleasure in that cruel fact.

I clenched my fist and aimed at my lower abdomen.

“Then I’ll really die, Mira.”

Hearing the blunt, almost indifferent voice, but filled with affection, I instinctively stopped. I released the hand that was strangling my neck and took a step back.

But Elisier, who had been intoxicated by the oxygen deficiency symptoms and the pleasure of her uterus being crushed until just before, couldn’t do that. With her tongue hanging out, she leaned against the tree and slid down.

Her eyes were completely unfocused and unfocused, the drool dripping down her chest, her hand unconsciously holding onto her skirt that was lifted up to reveal her belly button, and the bruises on her lower abdomen were exposed to the world because of it, and lastly, her underwear that was so soaked that it was almost spitting out the liquid it had absorbed.

“You made it like this before you even put it in? That’s amazing. You won’t have to worry about getting sick in bed.”

Latina squatted down in front of him and exclaimed in admiration. It was probably true that she was exclaiming with sincerity, since it was Latina’s nature to never make fun of me, but her face was so red that she wished she had been sarcastic instead.

“… … How did you find out about this place?”

“Have you forgotten where my soul came from? If we are in the same dimension, I can tell where Mira is right away.”

Elisier was now barely able to pull herself together. She wiped the corners of her mouth, and her bruised lower abdomen and soaking wet underwear disappeared beneath the hem of her short skirt.

Latina, who had been staring blankly at the sight, opened her mouth.

“Would it be a good idea for me to work out my lower abdomen too?”

“… … It was I who asked. Mira simply suited my taste.”

“You don’t have to make excuses. s*xual desire is a natural human nature, and it was the same in the world I was in. It doesn’t harm others, and if you enjoy being hit, what right do I have to interfere?”

A glance of gray eyes turned to me. To be precise, they were aimed at a specific area between my legs.

“And, the more Mira-san’s desire grows, the better it is for us. Ciel, you can stimulate Mira-san by hitting her as much as you want like you are doing now.”

“… … Is that a good thing?”

“If you accidentally expose your chest or butt, the chances of them being unable to hold back and pounce on you increase. So it’s good for us too. Or do you not want to be treated like that?”

Elisier answered with a smile. Latina puffed out her chest proudly.

“Look at that. Ciel-san wants it too. So you can do whatever you want to everyone else. The more Mira-san does that, the more everyone benefits.”

“… … .”

A bright smile appeared on the Latina’s face as she stabbed me with no ill intentions.

Bellium Academy’s first summer festival was also nearing its conclusion.

In the free sparring, Bellium Academy won a landslide victory even though I was excluded. Eichenhardt was the only one who managed to establish a feud with Laura, while the other students were all crushed.

It couldn’t be otherwise. Priscilla and Laura were only Academy cadets on the surface, but in reality, they had hundreds of years of combat experience.

Priscilla, who has entered the latter half of the story, is capable of holding a one-on-one duel with the commander of the Demon King’s army, and Laura has learned a considerable level of magic through her regression to a time when she was able to move freely.

There’s no way that students who are only the top and second place students in the academy could win.

“So, have you found out His Highness’s tastes?”

On Friday, Eichenhardt came to visit. I gave him the answer I had prepared with Laura.

“A woman who is careful, quiet, never goes out on her own, and can be faithful to her family without complaining.”

In fact, this was not an ideal type, but a characteristic of the woman Laura wanted to become.

Because he had lived as the crown prince for such a long time, and because he had been tired of hearing that even Lee Seo-ah before becoming possessed was not worth her face, he intended to learn from Eichenhardt’s actions.

“……okay.”

Eichenhardt was deep in thought. He seemed to have no doubts.

In fact, Laura asked the Emperor if it would be better to just reveal her identity rather than continue lying like this, but she was told that it was something that had already been agreed upon with Duke Renitus himself, so it was okay to keep it a secret.

“I understand. I guess that means you need someone who will not interfere in state affairs and will just quietly take care of your successor.”

Eichenhardt, unaware of such circumstances, muttered something earnestly to himself with a face that looked as if he had been greatly mistaken. I wonder what kind of agreement they had made to allow his daughter to have such a mistake.

“Good deal, Mira Crate. Great information.”

“… … .”

I didn’t answer. Eichenhard Renitus was a man of great character, both objectively and subjectively. I felt a little guilty about lying to such a man.

“I will also give you a little more in return. Priscilla came to see me yesterday.”

“… … Priscilla?”

“yes.”

“Would you mind telling me the reason?”

“Well, I don’t think it’s necessary.”

Eichenhardt smiled meaningfully.

“I think you’ll find out sooner or later even if I don’t tell you.”