Chapter 271: Caught on the Spot!

“So… so it really is the legendary baby making?”

Liya’s beautiful eyes widened, fixed tightly on the scene inside the classroom. The holy light in her hands had long since scattered without a trace, and she instinctively drew in her own aura.

The moment she became aware of what she was seeing, the image struck her as unbearably indecent, and her little face was flushed red down to the base of her neck. Her heart was thudding wildly, as if it might burst straight out of her chest at any second.

“T-this… this is way too shameless.”

This was a classroom.

How could they do it in a classroom?

And in broad daylight, no less?

Wasn’t that sort of thing supposed to be done at night, in bed, with the lights off, secretly?

This was so blatant…

No, not quite blatant. After all, the doors and curtains had been firmly shut. If she hadn’t pulled the curtain open, no one would have noticed.

But… without even a bed, just like that, standing up—it was way, way too… too much.

In her view, the girl leaned against the desk, even actively arching her hips, while the blond man hugged her waist—and even her chest—thrusting forward in vigorous conquest.

Though the pleated skirt perfectly concealed that crucial place, just from the way it swayed, Liya could practically see it: with every powerful drive of the blond man’s hips, ripples spread across the curve of the girl’s perfect bottom.

This scene—something she had never even imagined—flooded Liya’s senses with unparalleled stimulation, while her pure, blank little head all but crashed.

What do I do, what do I do?!

Should I step in to stop this shameless behavior?

But stop it… on what grounds, with what right or motive?

If Muen Campbell were truly forcing the girl, she could of course step in.

But the two before her were obviously willing—mutually willing.

In fact, the girl even seemed to be the more active of the two.

Never mind her fervent kisses—watching more closely, Liya finally realized the expression she had mistaken for pain on that flushed face was not pain at all.

On the contrary—what showed there was the kind of look born when heart and body alike were consumed by pleasure, so overwhelming it could scarcely be endured.

Even without hearing a sound, just from the slight parting of the girl’s red lips, Liya could imagine the sweet, trembling moans.

Could it really feel… that good?

Liya unconsciously pressed her thighs together and twisted slightly.

Though she was only watching, she felt a hot flow starting somewhere deep inside, along with a restless stirring that made her whole being waver.

Ariel had said that when men and women stripped naked to do that kind of thing, it was the filthiest act in the world.

But…

They were still wearing clothes.

So, was this really filthy?

A hazy look swam across Liya’s watery eyes. By all logic, the moment she had seen this, she should have turned and left.

But for some reason, her gaze was glued to the scene in the classroom, refusing to move.

It was as if…

No, no—that’s not it. It’s not that I want to watch this scene! Not at all!

I’m just… just… right, I’m just making sure that Muen Campbell really isn’t bullying that girl!

Yes, this is far too important to be careless about—it must be checked again and again.

Liya bit her lip, persuading herself silently.

Then, staring at the scene inside, her cheeks grew hotter and redder, as if they might catch fire. Without even realizing it, her small hand… slipped quietly toward her pressed-together thighs.

…

…

Inside the classroom, the battle finally reached its end.

“Senior… I’m about to…”

“Mm, give it to me…”

With the man’s beast-like growl and the girl’s uncontrollable shiver, the two soared together to that exquisite peak.

After a short breathless pause, Muen flipped Anna over and kissed her deeply again.

Looking at his senior’s face—still floating on the cloud of bliss, her little tongue instinctively meeting his, her beauty dazed and radiant—Muen felt the heat inside him, just extinguished, flare once more.

After being pent up in a sea of flowers so long, how could one time ever be enough?

“Senior, I want more…”

“You bad man…”

Anna finally surfaced from her afterglow, lazily casting him a sidelong glance, but her arms nonetheless slid around his waist.

“Feels like my junior… has gotten stronger.”

“Heh, this is nothing. Last time I wasn’t at my best. This time, I’ll make sure to conquer you, little enchantress.”

“Is that so? Then I—”

But just as she started to tease him again, something shifted. Anna’s entire aura changed.

A sharp edge rose over her still-flushed face. She turned suddenly toward the window.

“Who’s there?”

“Huh?”

Muen froze, still clueless, as Anna dissolved into a mass of dense shadow and vanished from his arms.

At that moment, he too seemed to sense something. His mouth twitched as he turned his head…

…

“Crap!”

The instant the girl inside turned her head, Liya knew she was in trouble. Like a startled rabbit, she spun and bolted.

But it was too late.

Behind her, in the white daylight, a faint, faint shadow suddenly darkened, as though ink had been spilled across it.

Then it writhed, taking the shape of a graceful figure.

Anna appeared behind Liya, seizing {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} her by the back of the collar.

“Oh my, to think I’d catch a little stray cat peeking in at such a place?”

“D-don’t come any closer!”

Liya squeezed her eyes shut in panic, her long legs flailing in midair. Holy light gathered in her hands, and she hurled it desperately at Anna.

But as if something crossed her mind, the holy light quickly weakened mid-flight, reduced to nothing more than the power to briefly drive someone back.

Such feeble light naturally posed no threat to Anna. In an instant, the shadows in her hand swallowed it whole.

“So, you’re not just any little stray cat, are you?”

Sensing the rich holy aura leaking unconsciously from Liya, Anna arched a delicate brow in surprise. Then she leaned in toward the girl’s face with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.

“But no matter how unusual… peeping is not what a good child should do.”

“I-I wasn’t peeping!”

Liya struggled with all her strength. “I was just passing by, that’s all! Passing by! You’ve got the wrong person!”

“Heh… passing by, was it?”

Anna’s gaze dipped downward. A subtle, crooked smile tugged at her lips.

“Well then… why don’t we have a little chat? Big Sister will be happy to hear all your reasons.”

“Uuuh…”

Reluctantly, Liya opened her eyes.

Now that the girl stood fully clothed in the bright daylight outside, Liya realized “girl” was perhaps the wrong word. In the faint maturity glimmering between her brows and lashes, there was no trace of the softness a lowerclassman lamb like herself could ever possess.

She was a senior.

And she was strong.

There was no chance of escape.

Staring at that alluring face—still tinged with the flush of passion, yet edged now with a cold sharpness—Liya could only cry out in helpless regret.