The Broken Possessors of the Infinite Regression Academy

Chapter 297 – Side Story: The Intention

“… … !!!”

I woke up with a start. I had a very strange dream.

I had a dream where I had all my limbs cut off and was being looked after by the women around me, saying that I didn’t need arms or legs to mix bodies. But seeing as I continued to do the same thing all day after my limbs were cut off, it seemed that whether it was a dream or reality, what I had to do during the vacation wouldn’t change.

After checking that both arms and legs were properly attached, I carefully stretched. No matter how much healing magic I had and how many elixirs I ate, it was still hard.

Because of the elixir mentioned above, it is as if there is no physical fatigue, so psychological factors are likely to be significant.

‘How many times did you do it this week?’

It’s been a week since I last had s*x, and I can’t even remember when I last rested. No matter what I did or where I went, there always seemed to be two of them by my side.

While the order was going like that, the rest steadily recovered and built up their s*xual desire, and when it was their turn again, they would cling to me as if nothing had happened, and the cycle was repeated. I was the only one who couldn’t rest.

In particular, Erestica, whose s*xual desire was several times greater than that of other people, as well as her large body, or Nika, who simply liked lewd things as a racial trait, could be said to have had their souls sucked out.

‘I have to do it, what else can I do?’

I don’t regret it. It’s the path I chose anyway. In order not to disappoint the women around me, I have no choice but to get used to it, no, beyond that, I have no choice but to enjoy it.

With that determination in his heart, he covered Elisier and Rosaria, who were sleeping on either side of him, with a blanket and got out of bed.

Before leaving, he did not forget to drink the elixir that has now become a daily routine. It is said that the Emperor, who knew where it would be used, shed tears of blood when he found out that Erestica had raided the palace’s treasury and taken it.

Of course, it’s an exaggeration, since I’m the one who gave her her youth back, and she herself already acknowledges me. If it were true, I would have heard a lot from Erestica and Laura.

“… … Okay. That’s all for today.”

After emptying a cup of lukewarm milk, which I could clearly guess was placed next to the elixir for some reason and who had made it, I left the room. Since my turn was over anyway, I was going to leave the two of them to sleep.

“Good morning, special human.”

“Huh. Good morning.”

As we went out to the central hall, Cheon-sin and Ma-sin, who had been eating a pile of cakes since morning, greeted us.

Cheonshin was smiling brightly and cutely as always, but Mashin was not even making eye contact with him, his cheeks puffed out as if he was dissatisfied with something and he was just giggling.

“You enjoy our family’s cakes, so why are you so dissatisfied, Masin?”

“Oh, my cake! What are you doing!”

He asked while quickly picking up a piece of cake from the plate in front of him and eating it. Masin opened his eyes wide in shock and then clapped his arms, saying that he would take revenge on the cake.

Seeing me not even reacting in the slightest, let alone feeling sick, Masin, whose lips were protruding, began to eat the cake again.

“So, what’s the problem?”

“I understand that you’re trying hard, but can’t you at least live like a human being? No matter how much effort you put in, your body will quickly wear out. Is it that hard to rest at least one day, or even two days, a week?”

It’s a more ordinary worry than you might think. While I was being surprised, the angel on the other side chuckled.

“I’m worried about you, my special person, right now. I’m worried that you might be sick. But I’m embarrassed to say it out loud, so I’m saying it indirectly.”

“Oh, is that so? You should have told me earlier.”

“Equinox! Don’t talk nonsense—what are you doing! Let go!”

He approached the demon, placed his hand under his armpit, and lifted him high. The demon, who was held still, flailed his limbs.

“I’m so touched that you were worried about me while pretending not to be. Should I at least compliment you?”

“No! I wasn’t worried! I don’t care if I get sucked to death or not! So let me go quickly!”

The tall palm hit my forearm, making a slap-slap sound. Unless I was using magic, it was a pointless resistance. I smiled and raised my body high, then lowered it slightly, repeatedly.

“… …What are you doing this morning?”

“Mira is doting on our daughter. That’s a very good sign.”

Leona and Latina, who had just entered the central hall, saw that and said something. Leona looked slightly dumbfounded, while Latina looked proud for some reason.

“Why am I your daughter, nun! Don’t say such strange things!”

Although Masin was terrified, Latina was confident.

“Both of you were born with our likenesses when the three of us overlapped. So it’s okay to call you our daughters.”

“Ugh… … Iiik… … .”

It may sound a little strange, but there was nothing particularly wrong or exaggerated about it, so Mashin just trembled.

I put it down on the floor. Masin, whose cheeks were puffed out, stepped on my foot once and sat down in front of his cake plate, groaning. Latina also sat down next to him naturally. Leona was next to Cheonshin.

Latina said to Masin, holding out a piece of cake for him to take a bite with her fork.

“Okay, let’s call him Mom. Mom.”

“I won’t do it! Are you saying that I’m crazy?”

“Then I’m asking you to pretend to be crazy and do it at least once.”

“I’m not crazy! I’m completely normal!”

Masin jumped when he touched the chocolate cake that was held out to him expressionlessly. While the two were arguing, Cheonshin and Leona awkwardly looked at each other.

“Hey, would you like some strawberry cake, Goddess?”

“Go, I’ll eat it gratefully.”

Because of Masin and Latina, an awkward atmosphere was brewing here and there. Then, Cheonshin spoke first.

“I, I can call you Mom if the warrior wants.”

“Uh, uh?! Huh? T, really?! No, is that so?!”

A fierce reaction came from the two people sitting across from him, but with a different meaning. Leona jumped up, and Cheonshin seemed to realize what he had just said and became even more embarrassed.

Meanwhile, the scuffle was over. Masin had won after about three minutes of hunger strike, and he sat on Latina’s thighs, munching on the piece of cake offered to him as a sign of surrender.

“You failed in the end, Latina.”

“It’s okay because there will always be an opportunity. There is no tree that won’t fall if you hit it a hundred times. If a hundred times isn’t enough, you can hit it a thousand or ten thousand times.”

“Huh, go ahead and try it. I’ll see if I get over it or not.”

When Masindo first appeared, I don’t think he had that kind of image. Is it true that he really becomes a child mentally just because he was treated like a child by Latina and the people around him?

“Look, Warrior. My sister is becoming more and more of a classic tsundere. I think she’ll say something like, “It’s not really for your benefit!” later on.”

Latina cut off Masin who was about to growl again. She filled her mouth with strawberry and chocolate cake pieces. Her mouth started chewing the cake.

“Are you the only ones here? What about everyone else?”

“Erestica left for a moment, saying she would return before her next turn. Nika also returned to the Demon World for a moment. She must have been busy going back and forth.”

“There’s nothing we can do since they both have their own seats. What about Laura and Priscilla?”

“In Priscilla’s room.”

“The two of you? That’s strange. You’re not talking about something strange, are you?”

“… … .”

“… … Hey, take a break!”

Latina hesitated and closed her mouth at the question that was thrown without much thought, and Leona hesitated as well, then answered in a hurry. Latina nodded a step later.

“Oh, that’s right. They’re both just taking a break.”

“You said you were resting, so why do you have that expression on your face?”

I was also taken aback by the look of confusion on her face, which was obvious to anyone who saw her.

I was about to go and look for something, but stopped. I could sense something was up. Just a moment ago, he had been clearly flustered, but now he was sitting there as if it didn’t matter that I was going to look for him.

If you’re going to be so calm, then it doesn’t explain why you were surprised just now. There was plenty of room to try. I pretended to go out the door, but then opened the portal that led straight to Priscilla’s room.

“So, next time in a swimsuit—huh?”

“Not a swimsuit, but cosplay—huh?”

“… … .”

And then I found Laura and Priscilla discussing a room full of books. The two of them froze as soon as they saw me standing on the other side of the dimensional gate.

Leaving the two frozen people behind, I looked at the books piled on the floor. They were all dirty books. They were the kind of books you would find at Japanese or Korean otaku events.

The covers were all amazing. Swimsuits, cosplay, everyday clothes, and poses that blatantly showed off their butts or breasts. It was so vulgar that it went beyond being obscene.

I’ve tried a few of them myself, so I’ll just spit on them while lying down.

“Mira, why are you here… … ? Why… … ?”

Priscilla looked behind me with trembling eyes. It was where Latina and Leona were. It was clear that some kind of deal had been made.

“I came here because I heard you two were in Priscilla’s room. But… … .”

I picked up a book that was on the shelf. It had a picture of two women in swimsuits, lying face down and approaching each other, squeezing oil out of their bodies.

Judging from the cover and the title, it seemed to be about two women wearing swimsuits, putting oil on their chests and wiping a man’s body with their chests and doing other things like that.

I picked up another book. Judging from the fact that the cover clearly emphasized the toes wearing stockings, the content must be similar. I quietly closed it and put it on the floor.

Not only Priscilla, but even Laura, who was confident in her own tastes, could not hide her embarrassment.

“Whose idea is this?”

“Laura… … .”

“Priscilla… … .”

The two people sold each other out without even an inch of hesitation, then blinked and looked at each other.

In short, is this what it means to be an accomplice?

“Aha, so that’s what happened.”

Nika, who came back late after lunch, looked puzzled at the gloomy Laura, Priscilla, Leona, and Latina, but burst into laughter when she heard what had happened.

There was a reason why Leona and Latina acted like that. They had prepared separately with the other two so that they could send a signal when I was heading to the room.

What surprised me, even though I had prepared for it, was that my silent question hit the nail on the head.

“If you had told me, I could have told you what would be better. My subordinates have tried it at least once.”

“… … .”

At those words, the gloomy gazes turned to Nika. Nika was smiling seductively and wagging her tail.