I Became the Academy Time Stop Villain - I Became the Academy Time Stop Villain chapter 199

199 – 200. Not that I hated it at all.

Episode 25.

“Hero, would you like me to give you a massage?”

“Yes…?”

Hestia has recommended a massage.

She told me to stop saying that she didn’t like it, of course, but she said that this was all part of her training, and she has been giving massages.

“How is it? Isn’t it cool?”

“Nye hee hee…!”

It was really just a massage.

Weird s*xual services never did.

… Maybe that’s why, I felt like something was piling up.

Episode 28.

“Doesn’t your neck hurt if you lie down like that?”

“……No way.”

She came over to me, stretched out on the floor, and gave her a pillow on her lap.

They just made me kneel.

“I can see that I am gradually getting used to ‘time’. Let’s do our best!”

“….Yes..”

I looked up, but I couldn’t see it.

According to mom, her daughter was also one size larger.

Of course, I didn’t do anything strange during training.

…

..

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Episode 31.

It has been about a month since I entered the regression.

“I need to make a deeper connection.”

“A relationship…?”

She thought she would hand over her protection as usual, but Hestia shook her head.

“Didn’t I tell you before? The stronger the kite, the greater the size of the protection that can be passed on.”

But conversely, this meant that the shallower the kite, the more limited the quantity and quality of blessings that could be handed over.

And now, that limitation has begun to appear conspicuously.

“Of course, it’s better than nothing. But the effect…Probably will decrease.”

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If it hadn’t been for ‘regression’, it wouldn’t have been a problem.

If that’s the case, that persistence would have continued the kite as much as she’s received divine protection.

However, as much as it returns each time, the relationship is also reset each time.

In the end, a situation where you need a way to establish a strong relationship at once.

“………”

And it wasn’t Chrono who couldn’t understand the meaning of Hestia’s words.

I understand. She understood all too well.

As such, Chrono knew very well what would happen after this.

‘…Sorry.’

I apologize in my heart

Chrono stood up and prepared.

The development of R-18 gold that will follow soon.

According to

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─Suddenly!

“Wow…!”

I didn’t expect gore…?

“This… Will suffice.”

“Hestia sister?!”

Hestia took a small cutter knife from her pocket and cut her index finger.

I hurriedly stood up to find something to stop the bleeding on his hand, but I wondered if there was a band on the playground in the first place.

In the end, all I could do was wash my hands in a nearby water tap and shake off the dirt.

‘No, why the hell.’

Are you doing such a strange act of self-harm?

In the midst of an embarrassing and even absurd situation, Hestia says.

“Hero. Ah~ try it.”

Ah, he said and opened his mouth.

He speaks with his index finger dripping with blood.

“…..No way.”

In the past, water was the means of imparting blessings.

Precisely, it was a ‘connection’ through ‘saliva’, as if drinking alcohol with water or drinking water with alcohol.

But that wasn’t enough to make the kite stronger.

So, to make up for this, something thicker than water and alcohol…

“Maybe this will suffice.”

Blood.

A drop of blood.

Dirty the playground floor.

“Come on. Are you going to collapse from excessive bleeding like this?”

“…….Ah-eup.”

I put Hestia’s finger in my mouth.

─Tseung… Tseup…

“…………”

Hestia didn’t say anything while her fingers sucked.

I didn’t squirm because it was itchy.

She also didn’t yell at me not to think it was weird.

Just silently.

She just looks down at me with a soft smile.

“Um… That’s it.”

As he took her fingers out of her mouth, a thick mixture of her saliva and blood dripped onto the tips of her fingernails.

The drops of blood still dripping down. Hestia spoke to me without showing any signs of pain.

“This is the end for today. See you tomorrow, warrior!”

Looking to leave with a smile.

“Wait a minute.”

“… Huh?”

Caught.

She had no choice but to hold on.

Because

“Why… ‘Blood’?”

Because I didn’t understand.

“Isn’t that because the blood is a bit thicker?”

“No. Not that.”

Not for such a ‘seemingly’ reason.

“If earlier…That, if you had asked to join us, I wouldn’t have been able to refuse.”

Because we have to finish her regression.

Because I want to go back quickly.

Because we have already hit the limit to simply keep our loyalty.

Perhaps, after making all sorts of excuses, I would have agreed with Hestia.

And

“I don’t think you know that.”

Because it’s ‘Hestia’.

Because I believe that the ‘Hestia’ I’ve seen so far can notice this much.

Actually, she’s also smiling as if she’s right.

“Isn’t that what you wanted to do with me?”

“Shouldn’t you want to?”

A fundamental question.

“But why…”

Why?

Why?

Has Hestia chosen the means of ‘blood’?

“Isn’t that obvious?”

To this, Hestia replied.

“I don’t want to do something the hero doesn’t like.”

“…..!”

Things I hate.

Yes. Hestia is right.

This is what I ‘hate’.

Even if there was a time when I almost became more and more interested in it recently, the excuses for that were also convincing.

“That’s…”

Nevertheless, I…

“…Yes.”

You will regret getting involved with Hestia.

She will probably feel apologetic and guilty when she sees Mars and the others.

And because Hestia already knew how I felt, she used such an extreme trick.

“I also want to do what I like.”

“But… Even so, I don’t want to ignore the hero’s feelings and do whatever I want.”

“……But.”

Blood dripping slowly under the floor.

The scent of Hestia’s blood lingers in your mouth.

Towards Hestia, who smiled bitterly as if she felt pain.

“Don’t do it. From next time.”

“Huh?”

I said.

“I’d rather… I’ll do it.”

“Eh huh? But didn’t the hero say that earlier?”

I don’t want to put together like this, he said.

I’m sure you’ll feel guilty.

But you suddenly change your words?

“That’s…”

Hestia is right.

There is me shaking like an idiot.

The frustrating guy who even made Hestia bleed himself, the guy who is doing it now is saying ‘it’s okay to do it’.

Maybe it’s going to explode with enthusiasm from the listener’s point of view, but…

“…Because it’s better that way.”

“Is it better?”

I put my hand on Hestia’s finger.

“It’s better for me to have a hard time than for my older sister to be sick.”

“…………”

No, to be honest, it’s not that hard.

To the extent of returning to the beginning, everything that happens today will become nothing.

So…That’s it. What happened now is like a fleeting dream.

“It’s not that I didn’t like it at all.”

“…Ah…”

Saying that it is difficult is just personally difficult for me. As it is a ‘regression’, there are no problems in the future.

Just

My heart is a little like that.

“Stay still.”

“Wow——?!”

He put his hand over the injured finger.

What is needed is ‘time’. The adjustment is ‘duration to recover from damage’.

As soon as time was accelerated, the wound hardened as if it were regenerating, scabs formed, and after some time it fell off and the wound completely disappeared.

“It’s done.”

“………..”

This is the end of wound healing.

I wondered if it would work, but it was surprisingly easy to do.

‘I haven’t been this far before.’

As the awareness of ‘time’ has broadened and sensitivity to ‘time’ itself has grown, it seems that detailed control has become possible to some extent.

“See you tomorrow, sister.”

I looked up and looked at my sister.

“…………”

“…Sister?”

“Huh?! This…That…Ugh…”

Face flushed.

The round and round eyes.

Irregular breathing.

And

“Yes! Yes! Goodbye! Goodbye! My sister will go first!”

“Sleep——”

“I’m going first~~~~~!”

“…..That way…”

In the opposite direction.

Hestia runs exactly the opposite way from her house.

I was staring blankly at the back, and a thought suddenly came to my mind.

‘Come to think of it’

A childhood friend who usually felt like a prostitute

It’s a story about being very modest and ashamed of everything after dating.

“…Ah, no.”

It’s because I watch too many cartoons.

After that, I walked back home in silence through the empty streets.

“….Huh…♬…Huh heung…♬”

A strange nasal sound that comes out without me knowing.

“Hmm…Huh…hhhhh…..”

Toxically light steps.

A cool spirit that can’t be refreshed.

“…….Hmm…”

Walking

Walking

I walked again after arriving home.

I lay in bed and remembered what had happened earlier.

‘So…’

Hestia fed me her blood.

I was moved by that and said that it was better to do it once and not to hurt myself again.

“…So this is it.”

When viewed objectively.

Everything I did to Hestia.

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“…………..”

It reminded me of when I was with Mars or Ur.

Mars.

Sister Ur.

The things I did when she was with them.

“…No way.”

Did you fall in love? In the midst of this, love has sprouted again?

Come to think of it, recently my heart often broke while watching Hestia.

When I approach you, my face gets hot

My heart beats relentlessly, making me dizzy

And from time to time, I keep getting annoyed at the approaching skinship.

“…………”

This is not this.

This is something I shouldn’t have said for sure.

In addition to that, this happened during the ‘Regression’ to the last.

After the regression?

At that time, I went to Hestia and said, ‘You may not remember, but we actually had a baby baggy Yas through the Shoe X Inns Gate!’ To say?

“…Keep it off…”

I don’t know.

I have no idea what it is.

I couldn’t even fathom what was on my mind.

My stomach is stuffy and my head is dizzy.

Something, a clear answer was needed.

That’s why I…

“It’s been a while. Sister.”

“…Chrono!”

Sister Ur, if you know the answer, let me know.