1.4

“We’ll end today’s lecture here.”

It was 5:50 PM.  

The professor announced the end of the day’s last lecture.  

Of all the things the professor had said today, this was the only thing that stuck in Delia’s ears.  

Quickly gathering her belongings, Delia left the lecture hall faster than anyone else.  

At exactly 6 PM, she arrived at the lecture hall from yesterday.  

To her surprise, Kartan was already there, waiting for her.  

“You’re early.”  

It was as if he had been certain she would come. His confidence was baffling.  

Feeling as though her thoughts had been seen through, Delia asked sharply.  

“You said you’d prove it, right?”  

Even as Delia went straight to the point, Kartan remained unfazed. He answered with a calm demeanor.  

“Yes.”  

“How?”  

“If I come in second place in the upcoming exam, will you believe that what I said is true?”  

The first exam of the year was next week.  

As he said, it was a quick way to prove that his proposal wasn’t a joke.  

‘Kartan coming in second place on the exam?’  

From Delia’s perspective, she had nothing to lose. If he really came in second place, it would be a good thing.  

‘I wouldn’t lose anything.’  

Feeling glad that she had come here today, Delia opened her mouth to agree.  

“Alright—”  

But Kartan spoke faster.  

“But it won’t be that simple.”  

“…What?”  

“If I just drop to second place, it’s too easy. And why should I do it for free?”  

It was as if he had read her mind.  

Her face turned as red as a ripe fruit, embarrassed that her thoughts had been so easily seen through.  

Nothing in life came easily. Then…  

“What do you want?”  

“As expected, you’re quick-witted.”  

Delia had no intention of dragging out the conversation unnecessarily.  

As she asked directly, Kartan gave her a satisfied smile and lowered his right hand.  

Click—  

The sound of a belt buckle being undone echoed.  

In the empty lecture hall, even the smallest sounds were amplified.  

‘What is he doing?’  

Though she could clearly see his actions with her own eyes, Delia couldn’t immediately grasp his intentions.  

And then, his next words made her doubt her ears.  

“Now, come here and put it in your mouth.”  

Did I really hear that correctly?  

“Until I cum.”  

He’s insane. Kartan Roxen was truly a madman.

Delia was horrified.  

“This is the condition for you to get first place this time.”  

It was a condition she couldn’t have imagined.  

Her throat felt tight, and no words came out. It was utterly absurd. She couldn’t bring herself to speak.  

‘This perverted bastard. So that’s why he asked to meet in an empty lecture hall at a time when no one’s around?’  

Now, she finally understood why he had chosen such a location.  

Delia didn’t bother to hide her disgust.  

Kartan smirked as he looked at her.  

Her reaction—frozen in place like a statue, blinking her eyes—was quite amusing to him.  

He had fully expected such a reaction.  

After all, no one would simply say, “Yes, I understand,” and accept it when a man with no prior emotional connection suddenly demanded she perform such an act.  

But Kartan, pretending not to know this, shamelessly asked again.  

“All you have to do is put it in your mouth for a moment and suck. Isn’t it quite a good deal?”  

A good deal?  

Had the definition of “good” changed somewhere without me knowing?  

One thing Delia could be certain of was this:  

Kartan, who could describe such an insane condition as a “good deal,” was out of his mind.  

As Delia remained silent, the lecture hall was filled with an oppressive stillness.  

Even in this moment, Kartan’s characteristic nonchalant expression didn’t waver, which made him all the more infuriating.  

‘Oh, God. Why did You give such a brilliant mind to a lunatic like him?’  

Delia even found herself turning to a God she didn’t believe in. That’s how shocking the situation was.  

But…  

What if he was serious?  

If she closed her eyes and got it over with just once, as he said, she would have a chance at securing first place in the upcoming exam.  

The position of being first place, right in front of her, was something Delia couldn’t bring herself to push away.  

‘It’s just for a moment.’  

If she could endure it for just a short while.  

If anyone were to hear her thoughts, they would surely call her weak.  

They’d say she should work harder and earn first place on her own.  

But Delia had already spent a year coming to terms with reality.  

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t overcome the wall that was Kartan Roxen.  

Despite dedicating herself to her studies to the point where others found it exhausting, she had never once been able to surpass him.  

In subjective questions without fixed answers, she could never beat Kartan.  

The gap in natural talent.  

For a year, Delia had spent her time facing this insurmountable wall.  

‘Then… isn’t this another form of effort?’  

Accepting the condition he presented might be an effort in a direction she hadn’t tried before.  

Perhaps this was an opportunity unlike any she had been given before.  

Even if others called it sophistry, Delia wanted to believe it.  

She had decided that this opportunity, right now, was her only hope.  

The decision didn’t take long.  

‘It’s really just for a moment.’  

Thud—  

The stillness of the room was broken by the sound of Delia kneeling in front of Kartan, who was perched on the windowsill.  

The confusion and turmoil that had been evident on her face just moments ago had disappeared, replaced by a calm expression.  

It was the face of someone who had made up their mind.  

“Have you decided?”  

“…Could you be quiet? It’s really just one time, right? Just until you cum?”  

“Of course. Naturally.”  

Her hand slowly moved toward Kartan’s front.  

Ziiip—  

The sound of a zipper being pulled down echoed loudly.  

Through his underwear, Kartan’s manhood revealed itself, already standing firm.  

Delia’s gaze focused on it, and at that moment, Kartan Roxen was filled with anticipation and ecstasy more than anyone else.  

‘This is… better than I imagined.’  

The thought of Delia Acremen holding his member in her mouth felt electrifying.  

‘Even better.’  

Kartan had already been confident that Delia would accept his proposal.  

Even so, seeing it become a reality before his eyes filled him with even greater elation.  

As if reflecting his inner thoughts, his already rigid manhood seemed to swell even more, as though it knew no limits.  

‘Why… why is it getting bigger?’  

Delia, who had pulled down his underwear to fully expose his organ, couldn’t help but feel horrified as she stared at the massive object twitching right in front of her.  

It was even larger and more intimidating in person than it had seemed through the fabric.  

‘Is this… supposed to fit?’  

Even if it was just going into her mouth for now, the thought of eventually having to take it into her body, should she fully accept his proposal, filled her with dread.  

At 21 years old, though an adult, Delia had no experience with men.  

She had never even dated, unlike her peers who seemed to do so effortlessly. She had always believed that spending time improving her grades was more important.  

Naturally, this was her first time seeing another man’s g*nitals in real life.  

It was large, thick, and dark red.  

Delia slowly wrapped her hand around the shaft, which seemed thicker than her own wrist. It felt hot and hard.  

‘Gasp.’  

The unfamiliar sensation made her instinctively pull her hand away. Her eyes widened in surprise.  

For Kartan, watching her flustered expression was entertaining.  

Her face, which seemed to reveal every thought running through her head, was amusing.  

And he couldn’t help but wonder what kind of face she would make when she finally placed it in her mouth.  

‘I’m really looking forward to it.’  

Meanwhile, Delia prepared herself mentally to take his manhood into her mouth.  

It was too large, but it wasn’t something she couldn’t manage.  

‘It’s just for a moment.’  

Taking a deep breath, Delia closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide to take him in.  

‘Mmmph.’  

The sensation of the hot, hard flesh filling her mouth was foreign.  

But it wasn’t as unpleasant as she had feared.  

There was no overwhelming scent, just the neutral smell of skin.  

It was simply a piece of flesh, Delia told herself, as she began to move her mouth slowly.