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The World Is Mine For The Taking

Please note that this work of fiction is not safe for work (NSFW). It contains words, scenes, and phrases not suitable for audiences below 18. Be aware. Leon was your typical guy, perceived as weak in his school because his skills hadn't awakened, even though they usually did at the coming of age. He attended the prestigious Milham's Magic Knight Academy, where snagging the top spot meant automatic entry into the esteemed position of a Magic Knight in the country. Unfortunately, Leon found himself in the lower caste, labeled the most useless student. To top it off, he was tossed into a class that served as a sanctuary for oddballs and delinquents. Yet, he couldn't care less, as becoming a Magic Knight wasn't his goal. Everything shifted when he crossed paths with Shredica, a woman hell-bent on becoming a Magic Knight at any cost. Observing Leon's lack of ambition and his apparent detachment from the academy's pursuits, Shredica saw an opportunity. She decided to exploit him as a pawn in her ascent through the academy's hierarchy. Yet, unbeknownst to Shredica, Leon was not the complacent, unremarkable figure she presumed him to be.

Boredsushi · Fantasy
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527 Chs

Chapter 44 - Classmates (5)

I returned to my room and found Yr still fast asleep. Her face was buried in the pillow, a trail of drool spilling from her mouth and soaking the fabric beneath her.

"At this rate, she's not waking up until tomorrow," I muttered to myself. "Should I just crash here instead?"

If I did, though, I'd miss out on my nightly fun—a good wrestle with one or two, or maybe even a whole bunch of my women. But I guess that could wait. I didn't want to leave Yr alone in my dorm room.

"Where the hell should I sleep, though?"

There wasn't much space to sleep. The sofa was the only alternative, but curling up there would probably leave me aching all over by morning. I guess I had no choice but to make do with it.

As I was contemplating this, Yr stirred from her sleep.

"Mmmm…" she moaned softly, her eyes slowly fluttering open. She fixed her gaze on me, and then her stomach let out a loud, rumbling growl. "Hungry," she said.