I Became the Academy Time Stop Villain

Chapter 197

197 – 198. If pulling doesn’t work, try pushing.

I repeated about 15 times.

At first, I tried to feel the ‘time’ in order to go out quickly, but eventually gave up.

First of all, I approached with the feeling of taking one step at a time.

The result…

“What time what minute?”

“6:32”

“…Correct answer.”

I managed to get it down to the minute somehow.

I also wanted to know how to do this at first, but as I did it, I came up with a trick.

The point is to develop a ‘sense’ for ‘time’ within me.

While I was thinking about how to make this inside of me, I was enlightened by the sound of the DJ’s beat.

Even if I don’t have a sense of ‘time’, I do have a sense of ‘beat’.

As if it wasn’t luck that I got Ur sister from the beginning of the possession, I immediately put ‘time’ into the beat and learned it.

Dung.Dung.Dung.Dung. My senses increased as I rode the beat to the point where a mouse came to my big toe.

“Our hero… If you do a little more, you can even set the second?”

“I have to try.”

In the meantime, Hestia kept interfering with me, but she didn’t budge.

Whether pushing with the chest

Whether it rubs with the butt

Sometimes they kissed me on the cheek and even blew into my ear, but

‘This is a harem with 5 people…!’

Recently, the number of 6 or 7 players is on the rise, but in any case, resistance to temptation has accumulated to some extent.

“So, how many minutes now?”

“42 Minutes.”

“Ding, 44 minutes.”

“………”

…That means there is resistance, not immunity?

In any case, it was not an exaggeration to say that I had reached the stage of maturity to a certain extent in catching ‘time’.

In the first place, ‘this body’ itself may be more sensitive about ‘time’ as it is the body that exists to serve as an apostle of Cronus.

Anyway, if you can go outside after returning to Morro or Road, that’s it.

“Let’s do it one more time.”

I gazed at Hestia with the mindset that this time I would hit the candle.

“…..Haaa”

Hestia sighed.

For some reason, it seems that her sighs have become more pronounced these days.

…

“Is the hero actually incapacitated?”

10 O’clock sharp. End of training.

Chrono went home to keep at least 2 hours of sleep.

Hestia looked blankly at her ceiling and pondered.

“No matter how you look at it, it seems impossible.”

Commonly known as eunuchs.

A vital part is not functioning.

‘…No. It’s not like that.’

If he was really a eunuch, he wouldn’t have unnaturally pulled his butt back when approaching.

That’s why I feel s*xual desire whenever I feel it, and I keep suppressing it.

I don’t even take it off now that I’ve gotten used to it.

Welcome as you stand. Even when stimulated, it does not cross the line to some extent.

Like a robot. As an analogy, it’s like a table clock.

The body is here, but the mind is somewhere there, like a clockwork.

Thanks to that, Hestia, who approaches each episode, only sighs as she looks at herself from the previous episode.

“I thought it would be easy… In the first place, in less than half a year, if six people put their hands on it, there’s a possibility, so it should be overflowing…!”

From an objective point of view, Chrono is yellowish.

That’s not an ordinary Yellowy, but a top-notch country mutt.

If anyone approaches and feeds them, they don’t know what it is, but they’ll put it in their mouth.

He insists on not being himself, but his past speaks for itself.

Mars, Juno, Minerva, Mai, Ur

In addition to that, the apostle of Hermes has been showing interest lately, and another familiar didn’t seem too reluctant.

In other words, in less than half a year, he touched a total of 7 or more women.

He probably said he didn’t want it, but is that the result of someone who didn’t want it?

Just because you refuse doesn’t mean you can refuse.

No matter how much he refused, if refusal was that result, then this could be considered fate.

So, if Hestia continued to approach her, the door would open slightly and she would be hit by Yas, a female who would be hard-boiled like a dog by Poop Puppy.

“Ugh…Ugh, ugh!”

But when I opened the lid, what was this?

Even a country mutt that eats anything seems to have an appetite, and is pushing it like crazy until it gets sick of it.

‘…Am I that ugly?’

I don’t think so.

Looking at her eyes often turning toward her chest, she was handsome in itself.

But despite this, Chrono did not touch him.

Why?

Why the hell?

“I’m not the youngest, so what…”

Zeus did just that.

I wonder where the hell the s*xual desire came from.

I can understand Hera’s case.

She accepted her husband as a wife no matter what.

Other cheating incidents are also understandable.

Because it’s a Greek-made s*x machine that’s crazy about lust.

But her youngest, who had gone mad, laid her hand on Demeter.

He also said that he would never be attacked and turned into a cow, but he said, ‘I rather like it’ and attacked him with a bull.

But I didn’t even touch that guy.

Of course I blocked it, but later I didn’t block it, but it didn’t come.

“What the heck…”

Actually… Even Zeus had a few women he didn’t like.

For example Aphrodite.

In his own words, it smells like his father’s, so he hates it or something, it’s probably something like homophobia.

For example, Athena.

Athena, who likes to eat mother-daughter rice bowls, is reluctant and won’t touch it.

Perhaps it’s a guilty conscience of its own. Does a guilty fellow have a cow & bull bestial furyas with his sister?

“Anyway, the words that come out in the end…”

Aphrodite, Athena

Hestia

Wouldn’t the formula called

Come true?

‘…No way.’

Anyway, it’s too much speculation.

It’s just that our hero is more obstinate than necessary, it’s not like I’m flawed or anything like that.

If there were really flaws, I wouldn’t have reacted at all.

So this is a problem that time will solve…

“……… Write.”

As time goes by, Chrono’s chance of escaping on its own increases.

Even if that’s not the case, the world itself will collapse and escape.

In the end, no matter whether you look to the right or to the left, there is no time, and Hestia herself is running out of time.

“I need something, something certain.”

Hestia was troubled.

What is the sure shot that can topple Chrono?

After much thought and thought,

“Today I will practice on the playground.”

“…Sister?”

“Please call me instructor, not sister.”

“Eh?”

“The answer will be ‘evil’.”

“…………”

“Answer”

“…..Evil.”

If you can’t pull it, try pushing it.

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“The sound is louder! The sound is quiet!”

“aaa!!!”

Unlike usual, it’s a loose-fitting outfit.

A hard tone and sharp eyes.

A trick to make the so-called ‘gap’ feel.

And the result…

“What time is it now!”

“It’s 8:37!”

“Wrong! I told you to answer evil!”

“Hey you crazy b*tch!!!!!”

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Two people doing really good training.

It was a concept at first, but for Hestia, who has lived as a painter for decades, the word ‘moderately’ was as if there was no word.

Since she has a whip in her hand, it is impossible to tell her not to wield it.

“…You guessed this right?”

As a result, Chrono has reached the point where it accurately sets the hour and minute.

Time is running out and Chrono is growing.

How the hell am I supposed to do this?

If this continues, Hestia’s eyes will be bleak as the spider’s web of tens of centuries will lead beyond it…

“Whoa, whoa…”

…And around that time. As for Chrono.

“It’s… Growing.”

My affinity for Hestia was steadily building up.

‘At first, I thought he kept interrupting me.’

I remembered Chrono.

On the first day, Hestia looked at herself and only smiled.

The days when he was brought to the club in the name of training and did strange things, making me anxious as he kept wasting time.

But as of today, she has made me participate in the training more seriously, so it’s been a while.

These days, I felt that the level that had already been increased by blessings was slowly coming to an end. Spartan education at the point where I felt that it would be difficult to grow up with children’s play anymore.

“…Turn off, turn off…Heuuu…!”

It was hard enough for me to have sweets in my mouth, but it was actually better.

The feeling that you can feel that you are growing more clearly than

In addition, I felt that Hestia did her best to grow me seriously as much as she took away her usual playfulness and treated me clearly.

‘Maybe’

Perhaps Hestia has been waiting and testing.

She is confident that she will walk the difficult and thorny road rather than taking the easy road that is right in front of her nose.

Whether she is prepared to sacrifice herself instead of sacrificing the person next to her.

In fact, the way to stop the regression itself is simple.

As Hestia said before, it will be over if she attacks Theia.

However, they secretly seduced them, saying that they would take such an easy path and walk the difficult path, saying that they could knock them down with just a simple touch.

But as of today, Hestia has stopped seducing her.

That must mean she passed the test. As evidence of that, he trained me hard enough to make me feel sick at any moment.

“10:00…Today’s training ends with this.”

“Suk!…Go…Go…!”

After a long training session, I lay down on the ground and exhaled.

My bones were throbbing and my lungs were so heavy that they came up to the tip of my chin.

At this rate, it would be difficult to even go home right away.

“Do you want to drink this?”

“…..Instructor…”

Hestia came next to me and handed me a cold can.

As I barely sat down to open a can and drink, Hestia sat next to me and comforted me.

“Sorry…Was it really hard today…?”