The Sex Beast System (The World Of Systems)

Chapter 203: Academy Again (Part-7)

The moment Ilyrana sees me, she quickly looks away to wipe her face.

I have a feeling that she purposely waited for all the students to leave first before coming out, so nobody could see her like this. But unfortunately for her, I am still here.

…

The more I see her, the more guilty I feel. Should I just apologise to her?

{No need, master. She is also responsible for what happened.}

I know, but still. We are both victims here. Can’t blame her too much.

{Let’s say you apologise now, but then get another task asking you to do something similar; wouldn’t that make things even worse? Your apology would hold no meaning.}

… you know what? I didn’t consider that. That possibility is quite high.

Honestly, it’s better first to get the egg back and catch the thief. Once that is done, everything will hopefully explain itself.

The least I can do right now is…

“Don’t worry,” I assure her. “I won’t tell anyone that I saw you like this.”

Ilyrana looks at me again, her face freshly clear of tears, but the red eyes cannot be hidden.

“Do you think … Do you think I care what you tell anyone!?” She asks in a throaty voice. “You have already made my life hell! What else can you do to make it worse!?”

“Hey, come on, now. It wasn’t entirely my fault—”

She raises her hand to stop me from speaking.

“What happened today … I will never forgive you. You have earned my hatred!” She declares ominously, tears trickling down her cheeks again, but she no longer bothers to wipe them. “I will make sure you pay for this, even if it’s the last thing I do. That is my, Ilyrana Grimsevel’s, promise.”

…

And she leaves without waiting for me to say anything back, just like Saria did moments ago. Though I doubt there’s anything I could’ve said to make things better.

Fuck… me…

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“Had a bad day?” Layla asks in her soothing voice, gently playing with the locks of my hair.

We just finished having sex, and she is now lying on top of me, cuddling together. My dick is still buried inside her pussy.

After the whole magic academy thing, I came straight back to my room at the tree palace.

It slipped from my mind that there would be Nina waiting for me there, with all sorts of questions regarding the progress made at finding her egg.

As I had nothing good to tell her, all I could do was make an excuse before escaping to Layla’s room.

I really needed to take a moment to calm down and think about what I am going to do next. And there’s nowhere better to do that than in Layla’s gentle embrace.

“You have no idea how shitty it was,” I say, grabbing and playing with her soft butt, and letting her tenderness engulf me. I feel my fingers touch the exact spot where our privates are connected, and I caress it.

“But I am feeling better now.”

“Hmm… good…”

That’s what I like about Layla. She realises that I am in no mood for questions, so she doesn’t ask them— even though I know she’s very curious about the egg as well. She may not always be so perceptive, but definitely when it’s most needed. Of course, I am not trying to throw shade on Nina. Unlike Layla, she is the mother of the egg, so it’s given for her to be more desperate for information.

“I love you…” Layla whispers as she buries her head into my neck and takes a deep breath. Then I start hearing her soft snores.

[So, what have you decided, buddy? Are you going to steal that painting from the museum?]

Sigh… I don’t know. I really don’t wanna do anything criminal. Especially not in a foreign country.

[Okay, then what other option do you have?]

To tell you the truth, I am leaning towards reporting this to the authorities. Saria— or whoever the thief is— didn’t find out that I told Marianne. Isn’t it worth a try?

[You already know why that is. Marianne is just one word away from you. That won’t be the case with anyone else. With how confident the thief seems, they must have a solid way to find out if you rattle.]

Alright, then I have no clue how to get myself out of doing this.

[Hmm, in my opinion, you should just do it. I was sceptical at first, but after having some time to think, I believe that we are a little too worried about the consequences.]

And why shouldn’t we be? I will be committing a crime!

[Just think about it. You are a primordial magic user. Even if you get caught, there is no way anyone will actually punish you by the law. Queen Ilsevel and all those hooded ones with power— they will never let that happen.]

…

… you may be right.

[I am. You will most probably just get reprimanded a bit. Even in the worst-case scenario, they may just ask you to return the painting and have Marianne command you not to steal again.]

And that won’t work anyway because I am not her thrall.

[Exactly]

You know what? I agree. I shouldn’t be that worried about it. It would absolutely suck to get caught and be labelled as a thief, but I have bigger things to worry about right now.

[So, is it final? Are we stealing?]

Yeah, I feel like I am out of my mind right now, but I will do it.

For Nina and Layla.

I kiss the beautiful woman in my arms, promising myself once again to do whatever it takes to save her.

[Okay then, what’s the plan?]

There is none. Forty-eight hours isn’t enough to plan for anything extensive.

The best I can do is go to the museum tonight to scout the place— you know, to see how much security there is and how I can bypass it (if even I can). I will also need to know the exact location of the painting, so I don’t waste time searching for it later.

Then tomorrow morning, if everything looks okay, I will do the actual heist.

[Wow, that definitely sounds like a plan to me! And you don’t seem to be talking out of your ass, either. Is it not your first time stealing stuff?]

Anyone who has watched a few heist movies would know this. It’s basic shit.

[Then let’s pray this basic shit works.]