Chapter 88: Im Sol''s Laboratory R18 (2)


    <strong>Im Sols Laboratory R18 (2)</strong>


    Whoa, Professor, how do you manage to grade all of these by yourself?


    Youve just got to put in the effort, Im Sol replied to me with a grin as she diligently graded the answer sheets.


    This grading task felt never-ending. Im Sol was responsible for teaching the entire year, so she had to grade answer sheets from all the mages in the entire year.


    I couldnt help but wonder, <em>why doesnt Victoria Academy use automated grading? I mean, theres this fantastic system called the MMR card, you know?</em>


    So, Professor, why doesnt the academy use automated grading?


    People are more urate than machines.


    What?


    It was as if an old-school headmaster was meticulously double-checking the calctions because he didnt trust machines.


    See, machines have the potential for maniption, whether its the person controlling the machine or the one who wrote the answers.


    But, if you look at it that way, having professors grade is riskier. The possibility of errors or maniption is higher on that side.


    They take a Mana Oath. They swear not to manipte it under any circumstances.


    Indeed, a Mana Oath is like an unbeatable fortress wherever its used. But there must be a more urate method.


    Why not have students take a Mana Oath? That way, there would be no possibility of maniption.


    Do you not know about the Mana Oath? The procedure is incrediblyplex.


    Ah, so its not as simple as just saying, I swear to take the Mana Oath! as it happens in novels.


    <em>Wait a minute, if professors took the Mana Oath, then I shouldnt be the one grading.</em>


    Anyway, it seems like grading papers is a risky business.


    Youre not going to bump up anyones scores, and if you make a mistake while grading, its okay. After all, the answer sheets are made public, and any student whose score is reduced by even one point wille looking for you with fire in their eyes.


    Looks like youre not taking this too seriously


    Thanks.


    Im Sol seemed unperturbed by my teasing and continued grading.


    Still, Ive made quite a dent in the workload, Professor.


    Even though seeing the remaining pile of answer sheets made me want to sigh, it was clear there was a significant reductionpared to when we started.


    Thats true. It does go faster with two people. Thanks. It gives me more time for research.


    Yes. Being a professor at the academy seems tough. It looks like the workload is really heavy.


    The two of us had been grading answer sheets for hours, and it seemed like wed only finished about a quarter. I couldnt help but wonder how long it would take to do this alone, considering that my grading speed was nearly on par with Im Sols.


    But they pay well for this job.


    Ah, I see.


    <em>Money can certainly solve a lot of problems, after all.</em>


    But its not just the workload; you also have to deal with a lot ofints from the students.


    Every day on EveryDay, there are threads full of gossip about the professors. Comints about dull sses,ck of support, and evenments about their appearance. All these negative remarks flood in with anonymous usernames. No one really bothers to take down thesements. It kind of serves as a gauge for choosing professors. Besides, posting meanments about someones looks or simr things doesnt exactly make you feel good. Most of the discussion revolves around the quality of the sses.


    I havent seen many insults directed at me. My professor ratings have always been high.


    Well, Professor, youre a talent bomb.


    While others spend five minutes contemting what to prepare, she cane up with solutions in no time. Does she even need to prepare? With her good looks and the fun of attending her sses, whats not to like?


    Ive heard those kinds ofments quite a bit in the past. It didnt make me feel good. Im Sols face looked slightly stiff, and the atmosphere seemed a bit down.


    ?


    Why wouldnt she feel good when receivingpliments?


    <strong> Heroine Status Window</strong>


    <strong>[Im Sol]</strong>


    <strong>[Affection: 50]</strong>


    <strong>[Lust: 25]</strong>


    <strong>[Appetite: 30]</strong>


    <strong>[Fatigue: 40]</strong>


    <strong>Current Status: The past when I used to cry a lot because of monsters or something, it suddenlyes to mind. Ugh</strong>


    <em>Ah So, she has had some tough times, too. After all, who hasnt had some difficult experiences? I ruined the mood by bringing up unnecessary things. What should I do now?</em>


    But, its during your midterms, and youre helping me this much. Is it okay? Fortunately, she seemed to shake off the unpleasant memories first and changed the topic.


    <em>Well, weve been grading for over three hours already.</em>


    I dont have anything specific to prepare, so its okay.


    Youre really confident, huh? Im curious about the test results. Im Sol stared at me with a sense of wonder, even during the exam period when Ive been helping her for hours.


    The best students always prepare in advance. Why bother training now when its the real deal from tomorrow? I have to manage my condition.


    Managing your condition while overworking yourself?


    Being with you, professor, is the best way to manage my condition.


    Sure, sure. Do well on the exam.


    It was my way of hitting on her, but she didnt pay much attention. Its a bit sad.


    Do you want to bet on the exam results? Im quite confident.


    Im not really into betting.


    What if I bet on getting a perfect score in the written test? How about that?


    A perfect score?


    Professor Im Sol seemed somewhat intrigued by the mention of a perfect score.


    Yes, a perfect score in all subjects.


    I dont know how confident you are, but that should be okay with me.


    A big stake has been set.


    Im pretty confident. So, what do you want to bet?


    You decide. But dont make it too extreme; adjust it on your own.


    So, if I win um


    <em>What should it be? Ive been contemting a bet, but I havent settled on the reward. I want something that both Im Sol and I can enjoy What might pique her interest?</em>


    Then I remembered a flyer posted in the lobby of the Magic Hall to visit Im Solsboratory: the national magic fair next month!


    A magic fair. Perhaps that could spark some interest?


    If I win, well go to the magic fair together.


    Magic fair? Well, its fine by me But isnt it going to be boring for you since its mostly older people and magic enthusiasts there?


    Being with you, professor, is what matters. Itll be fine, right?


    Okay. Then, if I win, you have toe and help with research for at least two hours every day.


    Isnt that a bit too much?


    In that case, how about every other day?


    Well, deal.


    <em>Ill win anyway, but I need to convey that Im not 100% sure, so Im Sol can feel a bit relieved.</em>


    Okay. So, should I start grading yours? Im Sol rummaged through the first-year answer sheets and pulled out a piece of paper.


    Im sorry, but theres no way you could get question 30 right. With a triumphant smile, Im Sol pushed the answer sheet aside and then widened her eyes, opening her mouth wide.


    Uh, what?


    Question 30. It was definitely a high-level trap. Im probably the only one who got it right.


    It was a problem that required calcting the interaction between the magic circles provided in the question. Most students would have calcted the interaction using the two magic circles given in the problem, but there was a hidden magic circle inside the first magic circle. So, you had to calcte the interaction including that hidden magic circle, and most students must have gotten it wrong. After all, no one in the exam hall actually used the magic circles in practice. Unless you were someone who could see what kind of magic would happen just by looking at the magic circles, like me.


    How on earth could anyone solve this? This is a problem deliberately designed to ensure that no one passes my exam! Im Sol eximed, clenching her fist as if genuinely frustrated.


    Uh Now that I think about it, I believe thats part of the setup. In Im Sols ss, no one scores full marks because the difficulty level is so high. Its quite an unnecessary feature. So, thats what she intended.


    Now you understand, right? Im confident about getting a perfect score in the written test. Youre not thinking of canceling the bet now, are you, Professor?


    No, Im not You probably made mistakes elsewhere.


    Judging from her expression, she seemed a bit annoyed. Kind of cute.


    But honestly, that question really stumped me. It was so tough. I spent more time on question 30 than on all the other questionsbined.


    In reality, it took less than 10 minutes toplete all the questions, so the difference wasnt significant.


    Yeah.


    Anyway, grading for three hours straight is exhausting. Where are the students willing to work for the professor for three hours unpaid, right?


    I tried to empathize, but it didnt seem to connect, so I made an effort to show that I worked hard.


    Thanks for your help.


    Fortunately, this seemed to have an effect.


    Dont you think you should toss me a bit of that cash, too? I did some heavy lifting.


    Ill reward you in a special manner.


    Hmm?


    Im Sol yfully stuck her tongue out and formed an O with her hand, moving it suggestively back and forth in front of her mouth.


    Oh


    Wanna do it now?


    Please


    Im Sol set the test papers down beside her, then moved towards my sofa and knelt down. This sudden shift in atmosphere might seem surprising, but its a usual urrence with her.


    After tucking her hair behind her ears, she unzipped my pants and brought out my manhood.


    <em>Sniff</em>


    Professor, its a bit awkward to be smelling this, you know.


    We werent in a scenario where we were both undressed in bed for sex, and it was a little embarrassing for me, being on the receiving end.


    Im curious how such a scent emanates from the excretory organ. Perhaps there are others whove honed this skill? Id like to learn it too.


    Well, Im not sure You probably wont find anyone whos mastered it. I stumbled upon this at the ck market


    Really? Thats a pity. Oh well.


    Im Sol didnt appear to be taking herment too seriously and swiftly redirected her focus to my penis. Her tender lips enveloped my ns, and her wet tongue danced around it, sending electrifying sensations coursing through me.


    <em>Slrrph</em>


    It almost felt like she had a knack for blowjob more than Lilliana. Maybe shes been honing her skills by watching some porn? A sudden realization dawned on me; being a magic genius might trante to being a genius in bed as well..


    <em>Slurp Suck Squelch</em>


    Im Sol went on to passionately stimte my penis. Her deep oral embrace,bined with her tongues tantalizing dance along the shaft, unleashed an irresistible wave of pleasure. Whats more, her feline-like eyes intermittently locked with mine, gauging my reactions. With each intense gaze, a sense of dominance and the ecstasy of being serviced by such a beauty welled up within me. It didnt take much time for the climax to approach.


    Professor I think Im close


    Umm Yeshh


    In response to my indication of nearing climax, I guided my throbbing erection deep into her mouth. She swiftly moved her head back and forth, expertly stimting my ns.


    Unable to resist the cum, I shuddered and ejacted. But my timing was less than ideal, causing my ejacting penis to stter semen all over her face.


    Eww Its so sticky And what a waste.


    Im Sol exhaled a sultry breath, then used her hand to wipe the sticky semen from her face, giving her fingers a lick.


    Professor, you alright?


    Yeah, Im good.


    After she devoured the semen she could reach with her hand, she employed a cleansing spell to freshen up her face and attire.


    I had a good meal today. Come back next time.


    Sure I will.


    Im Sols fetio served as a parting gesture, expressing her gratitude for my assistance that day. Except for that one asion when she wanted the sweet taste, she had only done it once each time, leaving me slightly unsatisfied.


    ***


    After heading out of Im Solsb, I made my way back to the dorm. Man, I lost track of time there, so I figured Id take a breather before hitting the bed. Since I sent Liliana a message about beingte, she mustve sorted out dinner for herself.


    <em>Ding-ding!</em>


    As soon as I stepped in, Liliana was all smiles, weing me.


    Youre back?


    Yeah, did you grab dinner?


    Nah, I was waiting for us to have dinner together!


    Lilianas been positively beamingtely, for some reason. Ever since she contacted her mom in Hell and watched those videos of me that went viral. I dont know why those were turning points, but somethings definitely different.


    Well, I havent eaten yet, whats the deal if I did?


    Um, in that case, let me taste your essence


    I pulled Liliana close and yed along with her teasing. After all, since Im Sol only did it once, why not add some extra vor to the mix?


    Huh? Right now? Without even having dinner?


    You can squeeze it in while we wait for the delivery, and then round two after eating. Sounds like a n, right?


    Its well okay Master mmmph!


    I drew Lilliana in, nted a kiss, and led her to the bed. Time to embark on an educational journey to discern the nuances between Im Sols and a subuss fetio.<hr>