Special Lecture: Escaping the Seductress Trap

"What a vixen? Is this our teacher for this special lesson?"

"Look at those big, bouncing balls. I wonder if I can get hold of them."

"You want to die! How dare you disrespect your teacher?"

"Who told you so? I'm not disrespecting her; it's called admiration."

"Admiration, my foot. But I won't lie, I'd feel accomplished if my girlfriend were like this."

Murmurs filled the whole classroom as they saw their teacher for this special lesson.

"Silence!!!"

The seductive voice turned into a killing voice, sending shivers through everyone. The whole class immediately fell silent, with students who were discussing the teacher sweating profusely, wondering how a seductress could have such a killing aura.

Draco was surprised by the sight of the teacher; she was the vixen nurse who had given him his clothes.

Wiping his sweat, he adjusted his glasses. "It looks like one can't judge a book by its cover."

"Can we all introduce ourselves for better communication?"

The whole class began to introduce themselves with their talents.

"Daniel Shaw, A-Grade Fire talent, Fire Elementalist," a red-haired young man shouted.

"Shalom..."

"..."

"Blum Nacort, A-Grade Lightning Talent, Lightning Storm."

"Ming Locke, A-Grade Spirit Talent, Telekinesis."

"Rose Everett, S-Grade Beast Talent, Five-Tailed Fox Power."

"Draco Xandros, SS-Grade Copy Talent, Copycat."

The crowd was stirred when they heard Draco's name—the legendary SS-Ranked Awakened.

"You all have wonderful talents. My name is Alya Treson, your teacher in charge of Class A. I hope you won't betray my expectations for this class."

The whole class applauded upon hearing the vixen teacher's name.

"This class is indeed special."

"I know many of you have a lot of questions about how you can get stronger, how to control your abilities, and many more."

Her seductive voice rang out, but this time no students dared underestimate her.

"All of you here are those who awakened B-Grade to S-Grade Talents, but in this special case, we have an SS-Grade Talent."

The whole class turned their gaze to Draco, who looked sheepish.

"As I was saying, I'm sure you've all awakened your system."

Murmurs filled the air as they were confused by the word "system."

"Is anyone here a fan of novels?"

Draco, who heard this, felt rejuvenated and raised his hand. His classmates looked at him with an odd gaze, as if their eyes were saying, "Bruh, you're a man, and you still read novels at this age? Don't you have nothing better to do?"

"Okay, anyone with a system, what do they do? And how unique is it? Do they cultivate?" she asked Draco, with the whole class waiting for his answer.

"No, ma'am. They level up. Also, systems are rare in novels, usually unique to the main character—the male or female lead—because with a system, even a trash can become a genius."

His voice sounded like a scholar's, bringing enlightenment to everyone.

"You heard him, so don't feel proud about awakening an A-Grade talent, because there have been instances where an F-Grade talent's strength was on par with an A-Grade talent."

The whole class listened intently, not missing a word from Alya, which impressed her.

"As for how you level up, each system has its method to convert valuable materials into Experience Points (EXP). Common materials used are Volkoid Cores, depending on the rank of the Volkoid Beast; the higher the rank, the more EXP gained. Other materials include Herbs and Mineral Earth. You can also gain EXP by completing missions."

"After reaching level 10, your class will be unlocked, with some having a Unique Class. We'll discuss other related information when you reach this level."

"Your system will shut down in the next hour to access school knowledge and missions. Tomorrow will be for training at 8 a.m. sharp; gather here."

Alya said, heading out of the class, "Draco Xandros, I need to speak with you now."

"Whoa, is it what I think it is?"

"A teacher-student relationship? I'm envious of this guy."

"I wonder how those bouncy meatballs feel?"

"Do you want to die? If so, don't implicate me!"

Draco, whose name was called, became the topic of the whole class—an SS-Ranked Talent subduing the vixen teacher on the first day of lecture. What a wild imagination!

As for the victim, Draco was busy following Alya, bothered by why she was calling him. As they headed upstairs in the building and entered her office, she sat down and unbuttoned her white shirt, revealing her cleavage. One could even catch glimpses of her innerwear.

Draco's heart beat faster as he stole glances at the enticing scene.

"If you want to feast on it, why bother hiding it?" Alya's seductive voice woke Draco up, his face red like a tomato, ashamed at being caught red-handed.

"Teacher Alya, didn't you call me for something?" Draco said, adjusting his glasses while sneaking another glance.

"We can discuss this later. Isn't this important? I can see a little tent down there," she grinned, standing up as Draco's heart continued to beat faster.

Touching his leg, Draco felt a strange pleasure. Looking at the vixen teacher, who seemed submissive, waiting to be dominated by her master, he wanted to take control of this vixen, giving her the best pleasure of her life and making her regret arousing him.

But then a thought crossed his mind: How can a powerful teacher like her fall for me? Awakening an SS-Grade Talent doesn't mean every lady will be at my command.

This feels suspicious.

Closing his eyes to escape the pleasurable scene, he took a deep breath. "Teacher Alya, if this is why you called me, I'm sorry; I have to take my leave," he said humbly, waiting to hear a shout of anger or a grumbling voice. But he heard nothing.

A few minutes passed before Draco opened his eyes and was met with a scene that almost made his eyes pop out. The vixen teacher was casually pressing her phone, as if she was the only one in the office.

When Draco looked down, he saw that her shirt was buttoned, hiding the beautiful scenery. When he looked at himself, he saw he was still at the door entrance, one leg inside the office and the other outside, with his right hand holding the doorknob.

"Oh, you're awake," Draco broke away from his thoughts, hearing the seductress's voice.

His eyes were filled with confusion as he wondered what the hell was happening. "Teacher Alya, aren't we..."

His words were cut off by laughter from the seductress. "Haha, sorry, your expression is really funny, haha." She continued laughing, leaving poor Draco in confusion.

"Ahem, sorry for that," she said after laughing for several minutes. "I just wanted to see the talent that made me wait over a week. I can say you passed the test."

"Then what we did...."

"No, you're wrong, little one. It's what you did. Do you know one of the jobs of a mixer for the microphone and speaker?" She asked with a sly grin.

"Yes, one of its jobs is amplifying the sound waves passed from the microphone to the speaker," Draco replied.

"Then that's my job. I just amplified your desires, turning them into an illusion perfect for you," she grinned.

Draco, who heard this, was already sweating profusely, looking at the vixen giggling with a face that took pleasure in her opponent's misery.

He now knew she was not a vixen but a demon in vixen clothing. Taking heels, Draco didn't bother wasting time; he ran out, heading to his dorm.

He wondered what would have happened if he had gone with the flow. Still, his instincts told him that if he had done that, he might not be alive to see the result.

"I didn't expect him to wake up from it this early," Alya muttered, feeling intrigued as she saw Draco's figure fade away.

Draco ran nonstop until he reached his dorm, despite hearing the system sound. Entering his dorm, he removed his stained clothes and trousers.

He wondered how someone with such a pure name could have a devilish character.

Putting on a housecloth, he rested his head on the bed and entered Dreamland.

No man would want to experience what he had gone through.