Academy’s Black-Haired Foreigner

#400

“Get ready quickly!” (Illustration included)

Her face flushed bright red.

Fixing her disheveled outfit, Seira pouted her lips.

“Did I go too far yesterday?”

“There’s no way we–”

I swallowed the rest of my sentence.

I racked my brain for memories.

I could recall bits and pieces from before my rationality went out the window after the stamina pills kicked in.

But from the moment that last thread of sanity snapped, I couldn’t remember a thing.

Like I had drunk so much that the film disconnected.

“Hehe, well…”

Seira purred at my words, her petite frame now sitting on top of me, gently caressing my cheek.

“One thing’s for sure: yesterday was intense. Mmm, I doubt anyone has used my body so roughly, except for you, my lord.”

With her face blushing, Seira trembled slightly.

So did it happen or not in that state?

That was the part I was most curious about, but Seira remained tight-lipped.

What am I, Schrödinger’s cat or something?

I guess I won’t be taking stamina pills ever again.

Why are they so effective?

Damn you, Saori.

As I sat there embarrassed and silent, Seira planted a kiss on my cheek and said,

“But it was nice.”

Suddenly, my face felt warm.

Her kiss ignited my desires once more.

Is the effect of the stamina pills still lingering?

I couldn’t tell.

I flipped Seira back down again.

“Alright, hold on. My lord… I’m not ready yet…”

“Then hurry it up.”

“Just wait a moment… Huh… Haaang♥”

A white flash engulfed Seira’s body, and soon the sound of her gasping in her prime, now a mature beauty, filled the bedroom.

*

A year had passed since graduation.

It had been a whole year since everyone had become working adults, crossing into the new year.

When the development of the bidirectional gate, which had started right after the final war and the defeat of the Messiah, was within sight.

In a suite room at the Tokyo Imperial Hotel.

That suite room where foreign heads of state stay when visiting Japan, overlooking the Tokyo skyline, I was taking advantage of Han Seo-Jin from behind.

“Ugh… This is the next report. Mr. Kim Deok-Sung… Currently, there are discussions about restructuring the international organization UN into a more unified state alliance known as the Human Alliance to make contact with the parallel universe Earth-1… Gah…♡”

Han Seo-Jin, dressed in a black suit, was giving a business report while letting out moans of pleasure.

The Human Alliance, huh?
If there’s an organization with stronger cohesion than the UN, is it similar to a reality-world EU?

“In order to establish external relations with Earth-1 of the parallel world… we believe that a single negotiation channel to convey our intentions, as well as a unified political system to gather the consensus of this world, are necessary. Additionally, a proposal has been put forward to include South Korea, Germany, and Japan as permanent members of the Human Alliance Security Council, alongside the existing five permanent members of the UN Security Council: the UK, France, the Soviet Union, China, and the USA. We just need Mr. Kim Deok-Sung’s approval… ugh… that’s where we’re stuck right now… ♥”

I didn’t understand why I had to approve issues related to international politics, but since I, the Messiah, was needed for approval, I had to do it.

According to the President, I’m the only person who can unite the 7.7 billion people with different ideologies and ethnicities, so they need my divine presence to establish the Human Alliance, previously known as the UN.

I didn’t aspire to be a dictator of a world government or anything, but here we are.

Not that I want that annoying position anyway.

Oh, and by the way, the reunification of East and West Germany was already completed a year ago.

While the power of the Soviet Union had weakened temporarily due to massive war reparations from the Last War, the USA intervened and facilitated the reunification.

I signed the tablet that Han Seo-Jin shakily extended to me.

“Ugh… whew… ugh…”

Right after that, Han Seo-Jin started to sob and tremble all over.

Thud.

She collapsed against the glass panel.

As always, her torn black stockings were in tatters.

Her flushed red face, gray bobbed hair sticking to her sweaty skin, and her disheveled suit came into my view.

“The ceremony… will start soon. Mr. Kim Deok-Sung. Your formal attire is ready in the dressing room. I can help you with that…”

“No, you should be participating too, rest for now. Yoo Se-Ra will help with your outfit, so don’t worry.”

Today is finally the wedding day of Yuji and Kusunagi.

Since I’m friends with Yuji, there’s no way I could miss the wedding.

Moreover, I promised him back in our first year that I would officiate his wedding.

Why did I make such a promise back then?

I should’ve just gone to the wedding, gave a cash gift, and enjoyed the hotel’s food.

Regretting that day all over again, I left Han Seo-Jin, who was trembling with excitement as she adjusted her outfit, and headed to the dressing room.

Tap.

As I entered the dressing room, I was greeted by Yoo Se-Ra, a beautiful girl with a bobbed haircut, dressed in an idol outfit that emphasized her large chest, exposing her slender waist and belly button.

“Welcome! Mr. Kim Deok-Sung! Hehe.”

Han Seo-Jin is usually busy.

Moreover, the other heroines are also typically occupied with their respective roles.

So today, instead of Bella, it was Yoo Se-Ra who came to attend to me as Han Seo-Jin’s substitute.

Holding out a neat designer suit, she said, “The formal attire is already prepared! There are 30 minutes left until the ceremony!”

“Yeah, I know.”

“Great! Then I’ll help you get dressed, so come this way, Mr. Kim Deok-Sung.”

With a cheerful smile, Yoo Se-Ra called me over.

I moved towards her without saying a word.

Swish, swoosh.

As she slowly took off my clothes, the unfulfilled desires began to stir again, just as they had before her touch.
The suppressed desires that I hadn’t dealt with yet began to stir again.

“······.”

Yoo Se-Ra’s body flinched as my hands reached for her lower half to take off her pants.

Her beautiful nape, chest, hips, and waistline were vividly exposed in her provocative idol outfit.

I can’t take it anymore.

I couldn’t hold back any longer.

I pounced on Yoo Se-Ra.

“W-wait a moment! Mr. Kim Deok-Sung, there’s not much time before the ceremony starts! You can do whatever you want after it’s over… Huugh… Aahhh…!!”

Yoo Se-Ra’s Katori beige hair and idol outfit got disheveled.

It didn’t take long for her pretty face to get ruined by pleasure.

*

After a brief escape with Yoo Se-Ra to cool off, I changed back into formal attire with her help and headed to the wedding hall at the Tokyo Imperial Hotel.

As expected from Japan’s top hotel, the wedding venue was impressive with its lavish decorations and interiors.

I stood on the podium, gazing down at the ceremony.

Yuji had only his direct family member, Haru, in attendance, and Kusunagi, being a spirit, had no family.

In the guest seats sat the executives of the Japan Hero Association, including the association president Ichiro, and sixteen heroines including Olivia, Rin, Eri, Aris, senior Kasumi, Makoto, Haru, Seira, Mayuzumi-sensei, Wilhelmina, Han Seo-Jin, Yoo Se-Ra, Bella, Evangelin, Beatrice, Ishihara Saori, and Satou Rena.

The wedding of Yuji, son of the Sword Master, the current head of the Kurosawa family, an EX-rank hero, and a member of the new crowns, who was seen as Japan’s future, had become quite the topic of conversation, garnering significant media coverage.

However, since the ceremony itself was private, no reporters other than the staff filming the wedding were present.

“We will now have the wedding speech from the Messiah, Kim Deok-Sung.”

Ishihara Daiki’s voice resonated through the speaker as the emcee.

At his words, I swallowed dryly and looked at the bride and groom in front of me.

I saw the black-haired beauty, clad in a white wedding dress and veil, holding a bouquet—Kusunagi, whose hime haircut was quite striking.

Now that she was getting married and entering the Kurosawa family, she would presumably take the name Kurosawa Kusunagi.

I didn’t have to worry about the family line of the Kurosawa clan ending.

In a special side story from the original series, it was said that since Kusunagi was a special spirit, she would be able to have children with a human, meaning the two of them should live happily together, having a son and a daughter.

Next to her stood Yuji, clad in a white tuxedo, blushing.

The couple’s gazes turned toward me.

“Ahem. In Korea, wedding speeches tend to be long, but luckily that’s not a custom in Japan.”

A light chuckle rippled through the audience at my words.

I casually broke the ice and recited the prepared speech.

“So, I will keep it short. Groom Kurosawa Yuji, do you vow to embrace Kusunagi as your wife, loving and cherishing her unchanged through joy and sorrow, hardship and pain, until your black hair turns white?”

“Yes!”

Yuji answered confidently without a second thought.

“Bride Kusunagi, do you vow to accept Kurosawa Yuji as your husband, loving and cherishing him unchanged through joy and sorrow, hardship and pain, until your black hair turns white?”
“Will you swear?”

“······Yes······.”

This time, I asked while looking at Kusunagi, and she slightly lowered her head in response.

Kusunagi still had a hint of dissatisfaction in her eyes.

Not my problem.

“In front of everyone, the groom Kurosawa Yuji and the bride Kusunagi have made their love vows. Groom, please give the bride a vow kiss.”

At my words, Kusunagi’s face turned red.

“W-What?!”

Just as she was about to say something…

Yuji wrapped his arms around Kusunagi’s waist and kissed her.

A passionate kiss unfolded before everyone’s eyes.

I was surprised.

Especially considering that it was with a stunning beauty like her.

The kiss ended, and a silver thread briefly connected them before breaking.

Kusunagi’s face was bright red.

When our eyes met, she gave me a slight glare.

To think I could witness such a spectacle from the best seat in the house; this officiating gig might not be so bad after all.

“With this, the marriage is established, and I declare that the two of them are now husband and wife.”

I concluded the officiating speech.

Clap clap clap clap clap.

The applause of the guests filled the wedding venue.

After finishing the officiating, I stepped down from the platform and headed towards the guest seats.

“Hey!”

In the distance, I saw Kusunagi throwing her bouquet.

The bouquet soared into the air.

“Move! The bouquet! It’s for Haru! Haru!”

There was someone particularly bouncy in that crowd.

It was the cute black-haired girl with side tails, Kurosawa Haru, who had just turned eighteen this year.

She leaped up and snatched the bouquet from the air, beaming with a bright smile.

“Nishishishi.”

Her signature laugh echoed in my ears.

Isn’t that supposed to be caught when it falls to the ground?

Does jumping up mid-air like that really count?

Just as I was pondering this…

“Thanks, Kim. I appreciate you keeping your officiating promise.”

Yuji approached me, grinning and extending his hand for a handshake.

I took his hand and replied, “Well, I promised, so I have to keep it.”

I couldn’t break a promise.

Especially one made with a friend like Yuji.

Thanks to that, I got to see a good show.

“Kusunagi, you should say thanks too.”

“······Um, thank you.”

Kusunagi, scowling from the side, threw a lifeless thank you my way.

I nodded in acknowledgment of her gratitude.

At that moment…

“Alright, it’s time for the commemorative photo! Everyone, please gather near the platform!”

I heard Ishihara Daiki’s voice.

A photo session, huh.

I had hardly experienced that in my past life, so it felt somewhat fresh.

Just as I was about to head over to the platform…

“Deok-Sung oppa.”

Poke.

Someone nudged my waist from the side with a familiar voice.

I turned my head, and there she was.

A cute black-haired girl with two-toned side tails dyed red at the ends, dressed in a mini dress for the wedding.

Kurosawa Haru.

She came up to me and whispered in my ear.

“Today is finally Haru’s turn. I even got the bouquet from Kusunagi for today. After the reception, it’ll be time for the ultra cute gal JD bride Haru and me to have loads of fun… Can’t wait. Nishishishi.”

After whispering that to me, she quickly turned her blushing face away and scurried off to the photo session spot.

I couldn’t help but chuckle as I watched Haru.

Haru’s turn.

I’m looking forward to it.

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